"If you won't go back to your mother, you're coming back with me." I grab her hand, leading her in the direction of my bike.

"What the hell for? I'm doing just fine here. I can't just leave. I have a job!" she screeches at me.

"Fuck this job, you work for Chrome Creed now, and your first job is to tell me what the fuck happened at that party." I keep tugging her behind me, and eventually, she stops fighting.

I get on my bike and wait for her to hop on behind me. Her arms wrap around my waist, and I pull her arms closer around my waist.

Fuck I love the way this feels.

It feels right.

CHAPTER 9

KEEPING PROMISES

Nisa

I can't believe I'm here. After Hugh died, I wanted to be with the club, but Leo was adamant that I stay away from the club. Every time I'd show up at the door, he would send me away. I tried to sneak in when he wasn't there, but he made sure that all the patched members knew that I wasn't supposed to be in there.

He doesn't understand how much it hurts to be shunned by people who were supposed to love me.

Yet here I am right as my world's about to fall to shit on the back of his bike with my arms wrapped around his muscular waist. My hands roam up his stomach, and he smacks his hand over mine to get me to stop.

"I'm fucking driving, Nisa." He barks out at me when we come to a stop. "Be still."

I huff out a breath and hold on to his sides, ensuring I don't move again. I'm so fucking sicking and tired of Leo. He's an asshole and someone I don't need in my life.

He pulls his bike into the parking lot of the Chrome Creed motorcycle club, and I walk towards the door. A prospect with the tag Shake on his rags opens up the door but doesn't movewhen he sees me. I guess he finally got the memo that I'm not allowed on the premises.

"Are you going to move out the way, or is there going to be a problem?" I snap at him. I don't want to be here, but there is no way Leo will let me walk off again, especially since my mom came to him for help.

"It's going to be a problem. I can't let you in here."

"Ease off, Shake. She's here with me." Leo says from behind me. He walks by and grabs my hand tugging me alongside him.

"Do you have to fucking manhandle me all the time?" I try to rip my hand away from him, but he turns so that I end up bumping into his chest.

"Yeah, I do. What you don't understand, Nisa, is I don't tolerate people going against what I say. So if I have to fucking manhandle you to get your ass under control, I will. "

My core clenches hard as images of him controlling my body in ways I only ever dreamed about race through my mind.

"I'm not one of your little recruits Leo. You can't control me." I squint my eyes at him and pull at my arm again.

"We'll see. Right now, get your ass in the screen room."

"What for? We're going to watch a movie?" He finally lets me go, and I rub my wrist. I stand there glaring at him.

"God damn woman, does everything have to be a fight with you?"

"Do you not know me at all." I raise an eyebrow at him and am gifted with his deep chuckling laugh.

"Girl, bring your ass."

I follow him into the small room they use as a movie theater and sit in one of the comfy reclining chairs.

"Nisa, I need you to tell me what happened the night of the party." He stands in front of me with his arms crossed over his chest and his feet spread apart.

I bite the inside of my mouth to keep from licking my lips. The man is sexy as sin. Most people fall for a person because of their eyes or their arms. Weird as it sounds, the man's neck drives me wild. I want to lay my face against it, lick up the side until I reach his ear, and bite on it.