(LANCE)
The safe house was a fortified cabin deep in the mountains — off-grid, stocked with weapons, and known only to my inner circle. I roared up the dirt road with Eliona clinging to my back like her life depended on it. The moment we killed the engine, I dragged her inside, slammed the heavy steel door, and pinned her against it.
“No more running tonight,” I growled, voice raw with exhaustion and fury. “Tonight you’re going to feel exactly what it means to be owned by the President of the Black Unicorn MC.”
I stripped her roughly — leather jacket, cut, corset, and skirt hitting the floor until she stood naked except for the fresh brand on her inner thigh and the c*m still leaking down her legs from the cliffside f**k. The sight of my mark on her skin made something primal snap insid
