After that first time, we started dating. For over a year, we dated, and other than going to the clubhouse for family parties, I didn't go around there. I was also never invited to go to his house. Instead, he came to my apartment to see me, and because of that, my man had to have a separate apartment that he would stay in. I tried to get the biker to spend money on me and give me money, but it never worked.
He was always insistent that I keep working, and when I talked about getting married, he insisted that I would still work. He said that every woman in his club still held a job even when they were married to a brother. That didn't work for me, and even though I didn't love him or even like him, I was determined to get him to marry me. I knew that he had money and I wanted it.
So I
