UNKNOWN POV
The television light flickered across the window, making it easy to see inside without being seen.
I remained completely concealed by the surrounding darkness, watching the silhouettes moving behind the curtains.
Andrea.
My jaw tightened when she shifted deeper into the corner of the sofa.
She looked comfortable.
Too comfortable.
But that wasn’t the issue for me. No, what bothered me most was that she wasn't alone.
That filthy biker was there. His name was Kal Hopper, and he was the current and active president of the Hellfire Kings MC.
Of course it was Kal.
I had worked hard to keep them separate when she was younger. The prick was always watching over her, not that she’d ever known it. To keep up appearances, Kal kept his distance, but I knew. I saw the way he made
