Ainslee

Life has been cruel to me over the last five years. Things happened back home which resulted in me deciding to move across the pond. Where do I call home? Queens, New York. I’m prospecting for the Iron Vex MC after meeting Iris at a pottery class I was taking at the local college. We quickly became friends, and one thing led to another.

Now I’m a super bad bitch, or at least that’s what I think.

I’m not from this life, but after everything with my family went south I decided I needed a change. I needed to live for my own happiness, not theirs. Coming out meant losing them forever, but I couldn’t hide who I was anymore. At least the club will accept me for who I am.

So much has changed from my confidence, to even the color of my hair. I’ve become accustom to change, though. So, it wasn’t a big deal when Boss asked me to be the regent for the Iron Vex MC. Yet again, everything is changing. I had no problem getting down to Franklin. It was my job to be in Horse’s club, so I’d be there.

Little did I know a ghost from my past would be walking through his front door.

Finley

I knew there was going to be someone coming down from New York to be the regent for the Iron Vex MC. It seems a bit historical to me, using the word and whatever, but here I am. One of our own is supposed to be going up to New York as we speak. An even trade off, ensuring our alliance is smooth sailing.

I didn’t expect much from one of them showing up. To be honest, I don’t know what I expected but it certainly wasn’t seeing Ainslee again.

Now here we are . . . and I wonder if this is our chance to see what we could’ve been all those years ago. From her appearance so much about her has changed, but selfishly I hope her heart hasn’t.