Property of Drex #1 (Death Chasers MC, #1)

by C.M. Owens

Care to come outside with me? If you’re a thrill-seeker, I can give you all the thrills—” His words are cut off when a fist catches his jaw, and everyone in the club gets to their feet, all of them carefully gauging the situation. As the guy falls to the ground, Drex lowers his fist and glares at the man. “Last I checked, this is my club and my girl.”

This all started off with me wanting her more than I should have. It started with me lying to myself, telling my stupid, fucked-up mind that I wanted to make sure Pop was safe. When in reality, she’s been mine since I saw her.