DAISY POV
By now, the whole room had gone graveyard quiet. Every eye in the joint was on us. The bikers stopped drinking. The gamblers stopped shuffling. It felt like the air had been sucked out of the building.
Tyler’s fake smile broke out again, but it looked more like a twitch.
“Diesel, man, come on. She’s just my little sis. Family s**t. You know how it is.”
His fingers were still digging into my shoulder, his nails biting through the fabric of my hoodie. He was trying to force me to agree.
Diesel didn’t even glance at him. His eyes stayed locked on mine.
“Is. He. Your. Brother?”
Each word dropped slowly. Deliberate. Like he was giving me one last chance to save myself.
My mouth went dry. I could feel my pulse hammering against his thumb where he held my wrist. I could feel the
