Forbidden (Devil's Sons Motorcycle Club #1)
Kathryn Thomas
Growing up as a first-generation American from a Muslim family is anything but simple. Afia is a vivacious, bright woman who’s torn between pleasing herself and pleasing her family – and figuring out which is right to begin with.
He’s a rogue bad boy in a leather jacket
Decked out in leather, chains, tattoos, a sleek motorcycle and a heartbreaker’s smile, Samuel is definitely not the man he seems to be. This tough exterior hides a brilliant engineer who, when he’s not riding with The Devil’s Sons MC, is just looking for a good time.
They’re about to learn that when temptation talks, you listen…
No woman has ever captured Sam’s heart, but when he meets eyes with the alluring Afia Amini, he knows there’s something there. Afia has been raised with the expectations of finding a good, Muslim husband and to lead a wholesome life – problem is, Sam’s making her rethink things she wasn’t supposed to…
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There wasn't anywhere she could go to escape the heat. Afia tossed and turned in her bed, knowing it wasn't the temperature of the house that was making it hard for her to sleep. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw his face. He was right next door, so close she could almost believe she could smell him. After the day they had spent together, she couldn't ask for a more interesting and fun time. Well, she could...and that was the problem.
Afia sat up with a sigh. She glanced at the clock. It was only nine. They stayed up much later than that most nights talking on the phone. She eased out of the bed and tiptoed out into the hall in case he was already sleeping. Pressing her ear to his door, she listened for snores, but she didn't hear any, and she knocked tentatively.
"Yeah," came Sam's laconic response.
Afia took a deep breath and turned the knob. The door swung open to reveal Sam's room. Thick beige carpet covered the floor, and the walls were painted light brown. He sat on top of his bed in a t-shirt and lounge pants, reading glasses sitting on the tip of his nose. Sam looked up expectantly. "Did you need something?" he asked, putting the glasses aside.
She moved deeper into the room, smiling sheepishly. "Company," she answered.
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