Creole

Lethal. Ruthless. I’m the brutal enforcer for my MC. So what’s a biker like me doing with a terrified good girl cuffed to my wrist? Penelope’s a kindhearted guidance counselor. I’m a savage enforcer. We come from different worlds, but we’re both locked in the same cell. We’ve been betrayed. Set up by the people closest to us. All she wants is to escape back to her normal life. All I can think about is revenge. And her deliciously curvy body. I know I’m no good for her, but I’m still going to claim her. Once I bust her out of this cell, she’s all mine. Because when I look in her eyes, I see a side of her that’s just begging to be bad. Do opposites attract? Hell yes. She’s the delicate lace to my dirty leather. The quiet calm to my furious storm. And when I hear her ruby lips scream my name, I’ll get as bloody as it takes to keep her mine.