Devil to Pay

When you screw over a Horde, you'll have the devil to pay... and payback's a b#tch Aja I ended up in Florida because of a no-good ex. I ended up with the Death Bringers for the same reason. And life with the club might not have been good, but it kept me off the streets. Well until one of those lowlife brothers used his fist on me. That was the first and last time any Death Bringer touched me in anger. Now, I'm running for my life, and in desperate need of money, meaning I'm going to have to go back to the old ways. Stealing. That means getting in close to any mark I can by using any means necessary to pick a pocket. It just so happens that the first mark I see is a brother in the club of the Death Bringer’s mortal enemies: The Bedlam Horde MC. Cutter I know I've met my match in Aja. She’s smart, sassy, and sexy as hell. After the hottest, wildest night I've ever spent between the sheets, I wake to find not only Aja gone but my money, too. Grifted. I never saw her coming, the first woman to ever catch me off-guard. I use every resource in the Horde arsenal to find her and drag her back to Bentley until I can decide what to do with her. Once there, complication after complication leads me to find out she belongs to the Horde’s enemies: the Death Bringers and they want her back. It takes a hot minute but Aja finally opens up about why she left. I can’t send her back to them but my brothers don’t trust her. We’ve lost men from Death Bringer bullets. Life forces me to do whatever it takes to protect her. From inside and outside the club, the BS is about to get real.