Reaper

I let her go once because she wasn't mine. This time, I'll die before I give her up… I want her.That smile… those curves.But Ava doesn't belong to me.Then she arrives in my clubhouse, seeking refuge. My gut churns at the sight of the bruises on her face, the fear in her eyes.Before I was the president of the War Brothers Motorcycle Club, I was a sniper in the military who hunted down evil men like...