She kissed him goodbye every morning for eight years.

She never knew another woman was kissing him hello.

Fallon built her entire world around Gage Hollister, President of the Black Vultures MC.

His name on her land.

His cut on her chair.

His hands on her face in every hospital room where she buried their grief.

Then she found the phone.

Forty minutes across the county, Taryn Hollis was building a case that would change everything.

A forensic accountant hired to follow the money.

A woman in love with a man named G.

A pregnancy she believed in completely.

Neither woman knew the other existed.

Until a parking lot at dawn changed everything.

Two women.

One man.

Eight years of lies layered over two years of lies layered over a criminal empire built on both their backs.

He used Fallon's land.

He used Taryn's access.

He used everything they gave him freely and called it love while he did it.

But Gage Hollister made one fatal mistake.

He underestimated both of them.