The Biker's Rules
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I reply dryly, because if I stop being sarcastic, I might start screaming.
“Oh, you’re lucky,” he says. “Darren wants you.”
Darren. So D has a name.
“You’re going to marry into our family,” Harry continues smoothly. “You’ll live like royalty.”
The image makes bile rise in my throat. My stomach churns violently. I swallow hard.
“I’m nobody’s princess,” I say, my voice steady despite the nausea. My bean clearly disapproves of this proposed stepfather situation.
“Mel is my brother’s girlfriend!” Luke bursts out, stepping forward again because apparently survival is optional for him. “My brothers are going to GUT you!”