(Isabella's POV)

The blasting sound of music woke me up with a start, I groaned shoving the pillow further in my ear trying to drown out the sound. The music didn't seem to be drowning out if anything it sounded to be inside the house.

"Dad" I called out making my way downstairs, "He's not here" a voice called out after the music was shut off, I gasped in shock gripping my heart, trying to ease the heavy beating. "What are you doing here Ezra?" I spoke coming to stand in front of him, his face seemed to heal better than I thought but the cuts still showed on his face, he sat down the glass of whiskey he had in his hands before coming to stand in front of me.

"You know damn well why I'm here"

"Do I?" I questioned leaning back against the wall, "Don't give me that bullshit Isabella" he fists slammed against the wall beside my head, the look on his face made me quiver with fear but I didn't dare to stand down.

"You're part of the Blood brotherhood gang, the gang that has been terrorizing our biker club, you're the one that brought drugs into our territory. We lost multiple men because of you" he screamed in my face.

"How did you find out?" there's no use in denying it, I'm not letting my dad run away from the life he has built again, it's time for me to face my past. "Knox said he recognised you but didn't know from where, I did some digging and I found a photo of you with one of their leaders, I was able to make out everything after that" I moved away from him taking a seat on the couch.

"What are you going to do?"

"I'll let Knox figure that part out. You know what the worst part is, Zach actually likes you, he likes you and you do this to him. To us, we thought of you as our friend." he yelled throwing the glass against the door. "Does he know?" he shook his head, his face twisting between one of anger and pain.

I breathed a sigh of relief "I'll tell you the whole story, then you can figure out what you like to do, whether that is to kill me, torture me or just to leave me be" he looked reluctant but I could tell he was curious what a 17 year old girl was doing with the higher ups.

He moved over to the whiskey decanter pouring himself another shot of whiskey "Start talking then" he spoke taking a seat on the coffee table.

"When I was sixteen my mom was diagnosed with stage 4 terminal cancer her diagnosis completely wrecked our family we didn't know how to live life without her, we still don't, she was the light in our world. A few months after she was diagnosed we had to bury her." I took a few deep breaths trying to keep the tears that are threatening to fall at bay.

"After her death my life completely spiralled, my dad threw himself into work he couldn't deal with the grief that her death brought on, that left me alone a lot, my mother's gone and my father spends more time at work rather than at home. That's when I met Andrés, at the beginning he was everything I needed him to be, he was funny, he was always there for me, I was never alone" I got up pouring a shot of whiskey for myself.

"A few months after we started our relationship, everything changed, he introduced me to his gang as his girlfriend. I was shocked there where drugs everywhere, people where having sex out in the open, there where guns laying on the tables. It was just a huge shock to me"

Ezra scoffed cutting me off "That's hard to believe, you didn't know anything prior to being introduced to the gang?!" he shook his head in disbelief chugging down the rest of his whiskey.

"I was sixteen, I had just lost my mother. He showed me he cared, I never saw any guns on him or anything that made me question what he said. I believed him because I had no one else to lean on, I never questioned him." I spoke feeling the need to defend myself.

"Anyway, after I found out he was part of the Blood brotherhood gang that's when the abuse and threats started, I was not allowed to talk to other guys, I was barely going to school, he made sure that I knew I was his property. A few months later, he saw my use for the gang, he said I was a natural with the business side of the gang, and the guns so I became more involved. I started helping them transport the drugs to different areas, when the drugs trades went well they left me alone for a few weeks when it went bad" I took a shaky breath remembering all the torture and violence they put me through.

"Let's just say I made sure the drug trades went well"

"Before coming here I made a drug trade, it was supposed to be the last one, that's what they said, I do the last big drug trade and I get to leave. Everything was supposed to go well, but that trade ended up in a gun fight. My dad found out what was happening after finding me close to death in the alleyway beside my house, that night we packed up everything and left" the glass in my hand felt heavy despite its emptiness.

Ezra took a deep breath "I will have to verify the story, but I won't tell Knox or anyone for that matter" I felt relieved, I get to live a somewhat normal life, a small smile graced my face as my thoughts drifted to the date Zach took me on.

"But I don't want you going anywhere near the club, that includes hanging around Zach" my head snapped to his, he can't ask me to do that "You can't ask that of me" I begged him getting up from the couch as he made his way to the door.

"I can and I will. I'm the one keeping you alive, so if I tell you to not go near Zach you won't go near him" he yelled before slamming the door behind him.