F*CK MARRIAGE.I didn't know the meaning of tied down, unless it involved a hot chick lashed to a bedpost under me. Live hard. F*ck harder. That's how I liked it.Until Beatrice.She was an olive branch from the Motorcycle Club, the club's own daughter, a peace offering. She's everything I hate. Everything I've resisted. Everything I suddenly want to claim, starting with those curves driving me crazy.And now I've knocked her up.The MC wants her back, but I'm not in a giving mood. She's mine and I'm never letting her go.A fight's headed my way, but I'm ready. She's my woman, my wife, my property. I'll kill anybody who tries to take her - or my kid - away.