He Loved Her Like a Wound. Cheating and Betrayal Second Chance Romance MC Obsession

He paid a woman four thousand dollars to stage an affair, opened the door so his own girl would walk in, and told her "You should knock" - to break the one thing that made her her: her ability to trust her own eyes. Nova Sant reads people like weather. It's her heart and her whole trade - she paints murals on water tanks across three states and owes no one. She came back to Mojave Bend for six weeks to repaint her late aunt's tank for the centennial, and to finally understand the night three years ago that broke her. Gideon "Reaper" Hale, Enforcer of the Ash Kings MC, didn't cheat.
A rival boss put a price on Nova because she was his - so he manufactured a betrayal ugly enough to make her leave town loudly, and safe. To sell it, he crushed her doubt on purpose, so that for a year she couldn't trust her own read of anyone. Then he spent that year watching her: a wall in the clubhouse back room, a map, a red thread of pushpins tracking every town she painted. Loving me like a wound isn't loving me.
Watching me isn't loving me. His grovel is renunciation, not pursuit. He burns the map and forces himself to sit in the agony of not knowing where she is. He surrenders his patch and his whole identity as the club's blade. He signs his name to the truth about the woman he used, and restores her publicly. And the hardest amends of all: he leaves his door unlocked and never, ever looks. Nova comes back to him at midnight - from full hands, not need - and dictates the only terms there will ever be.
No watching. She decides all distance and access. No key. He'll spend a year turning the map into a door she opens from the outside, on a morning of her own choosing. A desert-noir grovel romance about surveillance masquerading as love, and the difference between looking at a woman and watching her.