Cinder. Devil's Boneyard MC, #5

Meg -- For ten years I suffered at the hands of a monster, bought at auction and forced to be a slave, at the whim of a Columbian drug lord who also ran underground fights. Then the Devil's Boneyard came to rescue one of their own and I was free. I don't know who I am anymore, or what my purpose is. I only know one thing. Cinder, the President of Devil's Boneyard, makes me feel safe and that's something I haven't felt in forever.
But one kiss and I'm seeing him in a new light, and I know that one kiss will never be enough. Cinder -- Meg's a sweet girl, a little angel who tends to sing and distract me as she cleans my house. I never said she had to pay for her keep around here, but she insists. She's easily thirty years my junior, which makes me feel like a sick fuck every time I get hard around her, especially after all she's suffered.
Then I royally fucked up and kissed her. Now that I've had a taste, I want more, even though I know we're doomed. A threat to my club, and to Meg, has her under my roof 24/7, and I have no idea how I'll keep myself from giving into temptation. Whoever leaked her information to The Inferno is going to pay in blood. Even if I haven't claimed her, Meg is mine, and I always protect what's mine.