Bruiser's Battlefield. Daytona Raiders MC, #4

She grabbed a bat. He brought a war. Nina Reeves has spent eight years running a boardwalk dive bar she doesn't own, handling drunks, bikers, and bar fights without flinching. But when a Miami drug crew plants product in her ceiling and beats her barback bloody, a baseball bat isn't going to cut it-until the Sergeant at Arms of the Daytona Raiders MC walks through her door with bloody knuckles and a promise that no one touches her bar again. He didn't ask permission.
He never does. Bruiser has been sitting on the same stool at The Sandbar for three years, drinking her whiskey and watching her work. He told himself it was just a bar. She was just a bartender. But when Castillo's crew threatens to burn everything she's built to the ground, something breaks loose in his chest that no amount of whiskey can drown. She's his. She just doesn't know it yet. The bar was hers.
The war is his. Ray Castillo has been swallowing boardwalk bars whole, turning them into drug dens one by one. Now he's made the mistake of targeting the one woman the Raiders' enforcer would kill for-and Bruiser doesn't stop at one. As the bodies stack up and Nina is pulled deeper into the MC world, she discovers that the most dangerous thing on the Florida coast isn't the men trying to destroy her. It's the one man who'd destroy everything else to keep her safe.