Ivy Sinclair

Iron saints #7 Ivy Sinclair Role: Attorney for the Iron Saints MC Age: 31 Nationality: American Height: 5'7" Nickname: The Red Queen (given to her by rival lawyers because she's ruthless in court) Thick, naturally curvy/hourglass figure. Long copper-red hair with soft waves. Emerald green eyes. Fair skin dusted with freckles. Full lips. Sharp brows. Elegant gold jewelry. Impeccable nails (always a deep burgundy or nude). Tailored power suits during the week. Dark jeans, boots, and leather jackets when she's around the clubhouse. She's beautiful, but not because she's trying to be. She walks into a courtroom like she owns it. She grew up with a father who was wrongfully convicted because he couldn't afford a good lawyer. That changed the course of her life. Now she specializes in criminal defense and constitutional law. When the Iron Saints need legal help, they don't call because she's willing to bend the law. They call because she's the best. She fights for due process, questions every piece of evidence, and makes sure her clients get a fair hearing. Everyone assumes she'll never date a biker. She has too much to lose. A spotless reputation. A successful law firm. A career she's fought for. Then she meets one of the Iron Saints... Not Knox. Not Jaxon. Not Mason. Not Colt. Not Elijah. Not Noah. Someone we haven't met yet. A patched member from another chapter. Or maybe someone who's been away for years and comes home. Their relationship stays hidden because she knows exactly how people would judge her if they found out the city's top attorney had fallen for an outlaw biker. The tension writes itself. Mason trusts her judgment. Jaxon handles the strategy meetings with her. Knox quietly respects her because she never backs down. Colt constantly tries to make her laugh. Elijah fixes her car for free. Noah is just a little intimidated by her. She's family to the club—even though she doesn't wear a patch.