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He is sitting at the bar watching Eden, who owns the cafe close by, but he won’t make a move on her though. He says that he is too fucking old for her, being sixteen years her senior. Age is nothing but a number. It’s how you treat the person that counts.

The members are moving on, starting families or stepping down as full patch to enjoy the little things in life, like Fritz. Woody is a tad younger than them so he wants a few more years, and if I’m being honest, we could use him.

The Royal Bastards MC is made with loyalty, trust and respect, and we have them by the truck loads.

We will bleed and die for each other. You touch what is ours and you will bleed for it.

The club is growing, and I plan to keep each and every member, ol’ lady, and club brat safe and protected, even if my life depends on it.

That is what a good president does.

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