SERENA

"I...uhm... I'm here for..." I've never stammered so much in my life. Gosh, I hate myself right now. How the hell did I not run a background check on this club before clicking on that application link? I would have prepared myself for the worst.

"I'm listening." Mr Hot and Dangerous spoke, his voice having an underlying roughness.

I fucking knew he loved how shaky I was. It thoroughly satisfied him.

Hell, I only poured coffee on him, not steal his wallet or slap him on the face. Why couldn't I compose myself in front of him?

'Cause, Girl, you fucking threatened the president of an outlaw biker club...