Δεν σας αρέσει; Δεν πειράζει! Μπορείτε αν θέλετε να κάνετε επιστροφή εντός 30 ημερών.
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30 ημέρες για την επιστροφή των προϊόντων
I know better.
As the sergeant at arms for the Wings of Diablo MC, I'm the one that knows the fucking rules. When a spur-of-the-moment party is thrown at the clubhouse I should have shut that shit down but I let it slide. From the prospect being killed to the rumors that René is still alive and finally the new threat emerging from Drift Demons auto club, we all need a little downtime.
When a ghost from my past walks into the clubhouse, gets me a drink, and then asks me to give her the best night of her life. I should've said no.
I shouldn't have touched her. I know she's off-limits.
Isley is my little sister's friend. She's a good girl and definitely not meant for someone like me.
I'm not the southern prince charming she's looking for, I'm the monster from her nightmares.
Or at least I should be.
When Bull and his Drift Demons put a hit out on me and my MC brothers, I don't have time to worry about Ice and her inability to stay away.
I'm sorry I ever fucked her.
Now she can't forget me, and it's her obsession with me that's going to get her killed.