Metalhead (Book 1): A Motorcycle Club Romantic Suspense

She was too pure for me, but I screwed her anyways.

She wanted a taste of the biker life.

So I bent her over my bed and showed her how to please me.

It’s exactly what she asked for, and I’m more than happy to help her out.

As long as she’s okay with hitting the streets as soon as I’m through with her.

Because I’ve got a club to run and a city to conquer.

I don’t have time for this nosy reporter looking to use me for her big break.

I’m the one who’s gonna be using her, not the other way around.

But my attitude gets flipped on its head when Shayla leaves me before I can do the same to her.

I find myself feeling something so weird, so unfamiliar.

I want her back?

It doesn’t make any sense.

I’ve had every wayward woman in the city.

Why do I care about this one?

But the heart wants what it wants.

So here’s what I’m going to do:

Drag Shayla back into my world.

Put my ring on her finger.

And fill her belly with my baby.

And then I’ll never let her leave me again.