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Prologue
Five years ago,
“Chasie!” Ellie shouted as she ran towards me from inside the clubhouse. Bounding down the stairs in a very short pair of shorts and a damn near see-through tank top. I smiled, barely having time to get off my bike before my girl jumped into my arms, wrapping her long legs around me.
Fuck, I loved coming home to her.
Born and raised in Rosewood, Eleanor Eugenia Matthews, or as everyone called her, Ellie, was the only daughter of Jake and Maggie Matthews. There wasn’t a decent, wholesome, wonderful memory I had of Ellie since she looked at me with her big, soft blue eyes. Her parents called her their surprise baby. Older than most parents, Jake and Maggie already had four older boys by the time Maggie realized she was pregnant with Ellie.
Ellie’s youngest brother, Brian, and I were thirteen years old when the whole town learned that Maggie was going to be a mom again. While everyone was happy for the Matthews, Brian not so much. But like most siblings, when his mother presented the boys and the town with the small pink bundle, no one could help but fall in love with her.
Myself included.
Watching her grow up was an adventure.
Ellie was a free spirit, always smiling, enjoying life to the fullest. From ballet classes to fishing on the lake, Ellie was ready to experience life to the max. As she grew, there wasn’t a person alive who didn’t know that Ellie was going to be a looker. With her long sun-kissed hair, big blue eyes, and when she hit puberty, a fucking knockout body.
Ellie was the perfect package.
I could still remember the exact night I knew my life had changed forever. The night I caught her skinny dipping with her girlfriends out at the lake. She was just sixteen, had her whole life ahead of her, but when I watched as she emerged from the water, something shifted inside me. I knew she was going to be mine. Of course, my brothers thought I was fucking crazy, but I couldn’t explain it.
There was a fourteen-year age gap between us.
I knew it was wrong.
I was a grown ass man. I could have anyone, but I wanted her.
For months I avoided her, doing everything I could to get her out of my head. Delving deep into my business, I took on more clients, more builds, anything to keep my mind busy and off the one woman I wanted.
Then the junior prom happened, and her date hit her.
My brothers and I were there to chaperone, to ensure that all the kids had a good time and got home safe, but when I saw that motherfucker slap her, I lost it.
After that, everyone gave Ellie a wide berth.
None of the fucking pubescent boys in town even looked at her. I waited two long years for her. I wanted her to have a childhood, to experience every teen drama, to experience life as best she could, because when she turned eighteen, I was there on her father’s porch asking for her hand in marriage.
There were still days I couldn’t believe my good fortune and some days I wondered if I was holding her back. She was so young to be shackled to a man like me. But every time I thought she would be better off without me, that she could do better, my selfish nature refused to let her go. I couldn’t do it.
My girl had my heart and soul within her.
She was fucking perfect in every way.
My brothers chuckled as Ellie planted kisses all over my face, wiggling and squirming in my arms as I tried to hold on to her. My girl could be exuberant on a good day. Full of life and excitement, I never once tried to quell her lust for life.
If anything, I encouraged her. I didn’t want to change a damn thing about her. Her energy was infectious. There was not a single person who met my girl that didn’t fall in love with her.
She was just pure joy, and she was all mine.
“Ellie, take him upstairs. None of us want to see his small pecker,” my oldest brother Callum Montclair, also known as King, the President of the Sons of Hell, said, shaking his head, chuckling as he walked past me towards the clubhouse.
“My man doesn’t have a small pecker, Callum Montclair.”
“Sure about that, Ellie?” Cord snickered. “Because it looked rather small when he walked out of that pond.”
“Fucker,” I growled, trying to hit my other brother as he walked past, only to sidestep, causing my grip to loosen on my girl. Growling, I tightened my arms around her as I added, “That water was twenty fucking degrees, asshole. It’s called shrinkage.”
“No, it’s called pencil dick,” Cord laughed boisterously as he and Callum headed inside the clubhouse. We’d been gone for only three days, but it felt like three years. I hated being away from Ellie.
