Years trapped and tortured in a hole have changed me.
I used to snap my fingers and have women ready to please me.
I used to use and lose them like it was nothing.
But now, I have only one driving force.
It’s all I have time for, not that pretty girl Isabella or the way she undoes me.
William Baines has to die.
I remember Beck Lockwood from college.
He was a sleazeball of the highest order.
Maybe a sexy, hot sleazeball, sure. Maybe a sleazeball with amazing arms.
But I would never give in to him and his games.
No matter how different and damaged he seems now.
No matter how hard it seems to get him out of my head.