Adrianna's P.O.V.
"Are you sure you don't regret handing the title of alpha president over to Hunter, Sam?"
"Right now, sweetheart...I'm second guessing our decision"
"Well, your second option is no better, mom and neither is your third or fourth, I mean look at the state of them"
I say whilst looking at my brothers.
Tonight, my famiglia and I are throwing a pre-fight barbeque filled with delicious food, a lot of alcohol and some great music and entertainment.
Midway through the amazing festivities, all of the men decided that they no longer wanted to be the respectable and responsible bikers, men in charge, husbands and fathers that they are and instead, they decided they wanted to be degenerate frat boys doing degenerate frat boy bullshit such as chugging beer.
All four of my brot
