I had only one way to survive – on my back.
A girl’s gotta get by,
and the only way to stay alive was by selling myself to the Hell’s Disciples.
I told myself it was just a job,
that all the men were the same.
But when I was given to Mason for the night,
there was something different about him.
The tattoos covering his broad shoulders,
his intense eyes…
I was hooked.
There’s only one problem:
If the Disciples find out their club girl has fallen for a rival,
neither of us will make it out alive.
I don’t settle down. I f**k and move on.
When you’re running drugs across the border,
the one thing you can’t do is sit still.
That hooker I was given last week?
At first, she was nothing more than a peace offering.
But when my enemies say I can’t have her,
there’s only one thing I want to do:
own her completely.