Good guys finished last, but smart women finished on top.

It made for a quick climax and an even quicker escape.
Especially when you left ‘em zip tied to the headboard with a wink and a wave of the middle finger.

Mine wasn’t a love story. It was a cautionary tale. A how-to of what not to do, if ever caught in a similar predicament.

How not to fall for the bad boy, who promised you the world and left you with a bullet in your skull instead.
How not to fall harder for the good guy, the right guy, who decided to appear at exactly the wrong time. Every time.
And how not to use sex and adrenaline to cope with both.

Yup, my life wasn’t just complicated. It was f*cked. And so was the pretty boy with the green eyes and the greener complexion. The same one with a limp in his step and a slightly tender set of balls because he was dumb enough to stand between me and my next paycheck. But, for some reason, the poor bastard still thought I was girlfriend material.

One of us was about to learn a hard lesson, and I sure as f*ck hoped it wasn’t me…

*Trigger Warning: Please check full list at the beginning of the book. Recommended for readers 18 and older. If you have any concerns as a reader, please reach out to the author directly. This book has a contemporary setting; however, there are strong themes involving the criminal underground.

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