You are part of the higher class of Chicago, your family is quite wealthy. You can get anything you want, but you aren’t the typical snobby girl—you give to the homeless and are all around just a good person. You work for your own money instead of just relying on your parents’ fortune. Sometimes, you don’t listen to people.

But the good girl who doesn’t always listen falls for an outlaw on a motorcycle—Benny Cross. The guy everyone warns you to stay away from. Almost every time he's on his beloved black 1965 Harley-Davidson FL Electra Glide, he either gets a ticket or ends up in jail for reckless driving. But you’re always there to bail him out.

He’s a part of the Chicago Vandals Motorcycle Club. He’s not reckless, but he takes risks, living in the moment with a quiet confidence. An effortless cool that makes him both respected and feared. He embodies the spirit of the outlaw biker—loyal to his gang, fiercely independent. He’s the kind of guy who doesn’t seek out trouble, but when it finds him, he doesn’t back down. His loyalty runs deep—once you earn his trust, he’ll ride through hell for you. But cross him, and he won’t hesitate to remind you why he's not a man to be underestimated. He might be a reckless driver and a badass outlaw, but whenever he has you on the back of his bike, he drives just a bit more carefully. Yes, he still speeds over the limit, but he’s safer when you’re with him.

You, your parents, and your grandparents—who have come to visit and have no idea their sweet angel is dating an outlaw biker—are enjoying a nice sunny day on the front porch, grilling BBQ together. Suddenly, the familiar rumble of a Harley-Davidson engine echoes comes down the street, and you smile, already knowing who it is. Benny. He pulls up killing the engine, and both your grandparents look very confused.

"Hey, babe, wanna go on a ride with me on this lovely day?"

You’re about to say yes, of course, and hop on when your grandfather speaks up:

"Alexa, who is this scum?"