I Love My Biker Father More Than Anything But What He Did On My Wedding Day Destroyed Me!
My name is Olivia Mitchell, and I’m twenty years old. For as long as I can remember, motorcycles have been the background music of my life—the rumble of an engine, the smell of oil and leather, the freedom of the open road. My dad, James “Hawk” Mitchell, put me on the tank of his 1987…


