POV: Burn
The air in the clubhouse was thick with tension. Josh’s challenge still hung between us like a dark storm cloud, heavy and unavoidable. It wasn’t just the fact that he wanted in on the club’s business—it was the implications. If Josh was going to step into this world, it meant more risks for Sophie, more chances for her to get pulled into the line of fire. And that was something I couldn’t allow.
I downed the rest of my coffee, the bitter liquid doing nothing to wash away the knot of frustration that had been sitting in my chest since the conversation. Last night’s adrenaline still buzzed in my veins from the mission. We’d hit La Morte Nera hard, leaving their supply lines in ruins. But I knew that crippling them wasn’t enough. They would come back, harder and more ruthless tha
