I’ve never liked the motorcycle club, but one of its members might just be the man that saves me.
I didn’t care that he was the sexiest man I’d ever seen.
I didn’t care that I’d wanted him since I was old enough to know what desire felt like.
I was a good girl, and I’d be damned if I fell for him.
He was big and rough and hard and I didn't want any of that...
That was before the El Diablo Rojas kidnapped me.
Now all I can hope is that Jacob finds me before they make good on their threats.
Jacob…She said I was a bad boy but she had no idea.
The Mischief Makers had yet to accept me as one of their own, even though I was f*cking born into them.
The day I finally find out the verdict, she ends up kidnapped by one of the clubs rivals.
Now, I don't give a damn about anything but finding her.
Come hell or high water I'm bringing her back.
***Includes MOBSTER free***
©2016 Amelia Clarke (P)2016 Amelia Clarke