He's grumpy. Older. An ex-con. Did I mention I'm totally hot for him? After a near fatal run-in with the cartel, I turn to Viper for protection. He's muscle for his motorcycle club, and the next thing I know I'm living in a biker clubhouse with my own personal bodyguard. Viper makes me feel safe…and desired. No wonder I can't keep my clothes on around him. The club welcomes me as one of their own, but the timing couldn't be worse. Now I'm caught in a war between the club and a cartel. This wasn't supposed to be my life. But the longer I stay with Viper, the more I realize neither of us want to say goodbye. Viper wants to keep me. Forever.
