Mangled: A Bad Boy Motorcycle Club Romance

SHE'S ABOUT TO GET MANHANDLED.

When you stick your nose where you don't belong, then some punishment is in order.
It's too late for "I'm sorry" or "It was an accident."
She trespassed on the wrong man.
And I'm about to show her how delicious this punishment can be.

She was nothing special.
At least, that's what I used to think.

When she first barged in and heard some things she definitely should NOT have heard, I didn't think much of her.
She was cute, sure.
Sexy even, in an innocent kind of way.
But she was a loose end, and that meant one thing:

She needed to be tied up.

I cuffed her down until I could decide where to dispose of her once I'd done what had to be done.
But the longer I stared at her, the more my hunger grew.

A prize like this shouldn't be just thrown away.
It needed to be tasted.
Savored.
Devoured.

I'd had a million girls before her, but Jess is another species entirely.
She brings out sides of me I never knew were there.
I don't know whether to thank her for it…
Or bend her over my knee and spank her to teach her a lesson.

Lucky for me, I don't have to choose between the two.
We've got plenty of time for both.