Nova's POV
No. No. No. This isn't true. He wouldn't dare. But he…he brought me here.
That was my father. Elias Voss. Leader of the Obsidian syndicate. Hazel eyes, grey full hair nearly trimmed with his beard.
That madman had haunted me for years, using me as his experiment. He took another step, and the light revealed his features perfectly. Dressed in a dark tux, as always, eyes cold and fixed on mine. Then, I darted to Jax's face, before dropping to Jax's hands, holding mine.
"Don't tell me we have to start renegotiating the terms now, biker boy?" My father started with a smug, sick grin on his face; he looked like a man who had just won the lottery. My heart sank. Each word leaving his lips hit hard. Jax had set me up. Very rich for a man who claimed to be saving me.
"I have to
