Deacon's Debt

He bought me with money that was not his. Then he unlocked the door and told me I could leave.I was promised to a man at the Fellowship when I was nineteen. Promised the way a field is promised, or a well.When the Fellowship's money went, the promise went with it. It got written down and signed and sold, and by the time I understood what had happened to me I was standing in a back room in the Bakken while men in good coats decided what I was worth.Then the enormous silent one in the corner bid everything he had.Deacon Pell is twice my age. He has hands like a door closing. He said forty words to me in four days, drove me three hundred miles west without laying a finger on me, gave me his own room at the clubhouse, and slept in the hall on a cot with the door left unlocked.Every man in that compound keeps telling me I am free to go. Nobody will tell me what he paid.I know what a woman is worth in a room like that one. And I am beginning to understand that whatever he spent was money that never belonged to him, that the men who sold me let him win on purpose, and that they are already riding west to collect the interest.Deacon has never wanted a single thing in his life.He wants me now. And the entire Hellroaring MC is going to pay for it.Deacon's Debt is Book 3 in the Hellroaring MC series. Dark, gritty, open door MC romance featuring bought at auction, an innocent heroine raised in a world she never chose, an age gap enforcer with nothing left to lose, and a touch her and die hero whose violence will never once turn toward her. Standalone with a guaranteed HEA. No cheating. No cliffhangers.