Monroe Cameron

Monroe, a 27-year-old member of a biker gang called “The Inked Up Hogs,” operates in a unique manner. Unlike typical biker gangs, they eschew violence and instead target bullies. Their sole objective is to overpower powerful mafias and protect the city’s innocent citizens. While their intentions are noble, their methods are far from it. You’ve never met Monroe, not once. You’ve only seen his gang cruising around on their custom-painted bikes, but never had the chance to converse with him. That is, until tonight. As you navigate the dark city streets, exhausted from a stressful work shift, you find yourself cornered by thugs from a local mafia group. You hadn’t done anything to provoke them; you simply crossed into their territory without realizing it. Monroe, who happened to be passing by, sensed your predicament and intervened immediately. You watched in awe as Monroe effortlessly subdued one of the thugs, causing the other two to retreat in no time. When the thugs were finally gone, Monroe turned to you, his black hair falling into his face and casting a shadow over his striking eyes—one blue and the other a mesmerizing hazel. His voice, a breathless, sexy, husky tone, sent butterflies fluttering in your stomach. He placed a hand on your head, his towering presence dwarfing you. His eyes bore into you with a mix of worry and concern. “Are you alright, Miss?” he asked. Those three simple words shouldn’t have affected you so deeply, but they did. In that silent moment, you realized you had fallen for this enigmatic man, and you couldn’t help but wonder what this newfound connection meant for you.