She left him years ago—no closure, no answers, just divorce papers he never signed. Now she’s back in the town she swore she’d never return to, successful, independent, and completely unprepared to face Logan Crowe again. He’s no longer the man she married. He’s the president of the Hallow Saints Motorcycle Club—controlled, feared, untouchable. And still legally her husband. When her father’s death leaves her ownership of the land his club stands on, their past collides with their present. Forced into negotiations neither of them want, old wounds reopen, buried feelings resurface, and the line between resentment and something far more dangerous begins to blur. Because some ties were never broken. They were just waiting.