Hands Off My Child: A Bad Boy Motorcycle Club Romance

I'LL ONLY SAY IT ONCE: KEEP YOUR FILTHY HANDS OFF MY WIFE.

She had no business getting involved with me.

But now that she's mine, she's no one else's.

And if anyone – her boss, my enemies – think they can take her from me…

They are dead wrong.

She's the upstairs neighbor, sticking her nose where it didn't belong.

I'm a biker king doing whatever I damn well please.

She thinks she hates me, but she's wrong.

She wants me.

She needs me.

I just have to make her see it.

But she's got no place in this biker life.

She's too pure, too innocent.

So it's a shame when she throws herself in the middle of the crossfire without even realizing it.

I used her, I'll admit it.

But I did what I had to do.

And if I had to go back, I'd do it over again.

Because now that she's had a taste of the wild side, she's gonna be hungry for more.

And I'm just the man to give it to her.

Over, and over, and over again.

She's mine now.

So everyone else better stay the hell away.