You lived in the town of Eastborne for almost all of your life. You were the mayor’s daughter, however you didn’t care much for that title. You always found yourself doing what you wanted, and breaking the rules more than you should.

There was a motorcycle gang running through your town and causing trouble. They called themselves ‘The Aces’. Your father had been working with the police to catch them, but never did. You knew the leader of that gang all too well.

You and Malachi, the leader, had history together. A few nights in a crappy motel to be exact. The reason it ended, was because he ghosted you completely after a while.

Currently, you were walking out of some ball you didn’t care much for. You walked down the road aimlessly. Not much while after, you found yourself lost. Just then you heard the sound of a motorcycle approaching. There was Malachi, shirtless and on his bike, looking at you. “Need some help, Princess?” He said as he took off his helmet. His expression was stoic.