Being the Vice President of the Sin City Outlaws Motorcycle Club comes with its perks.
Respect, power, and easy women whenever I want. I have control in everything I do.
Because of that, I wasn’t expecting my president to put me on babysitting duty, and on a female cop of all fucking people. I kill law enforcement, not protect them.
Alessandra pretends to be the good-guy hiding behind that shiny badge. But I see the darkness dancing in her eyes, and it draws me to her in the worst way. I want to devour that act of innocence, pull her over the line of justice, and into my bed.
I just wasn’t expecting the handful of secrets I got behind that badge of honor I ripped from her chest. Because now, we’re retaliating against a common enemy together.
If you thought that Zeke was a bad-a** mofo then you have another thing coming. Felix is everything that Zeke is only ten times more intense. He gave Zeke such a hard time for falling in love with a cop, but finds himself down the same road with Alessandra. That is until he finds out the truth about her past that makes him see that she is more then just a cop.
Unlike the first book, this couple is more of that hate that leads to passion because we all know those types of moments, which are the best ones. They hate each other and hate that they are so intrigued and attracted to the other. I loved reading the back and forth between the two of them because it’s funny and you know that it’s just a matter of time before they fall in bed with one another.
Alessandra, much like Jillian, is a bad-a** because she doesn’t take grief from anyone and is a cop that you don’t want to mess with. She is good at her job and the only struggle that she has is with Felix. He doesn’t care about the law and makes her see that it might fun to walk on the wild side.
I love how Felix did the same thing that Zeke did and fell for a cop. He was the one that gave Zeke the hardest time when he was going through everything with Jillian, but the difference, Alessandra is just as crazy and jacked up as Felix is. It makes me real scared/excited to see the kind of trouble that these two can/will get in to.
I like how Forgy brings up the struggle that cops deal with on a day to day basis and I love that we not only see the tough calls but the funny calls too (like when she was arresting a man who thought he was a flamingo). It’s a tough and dangerous road that these cops go down and it takes real courage to go out there with each day and protect the law. But we also see that there is more then just black and white with the law. And that there are many layers of gray.
I hope that there is going to be another book in the series for this couple because they are fun and exciting and the passion that they exude is something that I would like to indulge in again.
“So, you came here to what, let loose?” I ask suggestively, lust hanging from the tip of my tongue.
She looks up through hooded eyes, her hands fidgeting with the hem of her shirt.
Taking a small step, I invade her space. Using my finger, I tuck it firmly under her chin making her look me in the eyes. God, she’s so fucking soft to touch, my hands itch to take advantage of her body and soul. That’s what I do, I devour innocent women, and scar their souls to the point they’re damaged goods.
“Were you going to fuck one of my men tonight, Alessandra?” I ask hastily.
Her throat bobs as she swallows, fire igniting her eyes as she pulls away. She’s a pistol and not the kind you love and shine every day with care. More like the kind you’re scared to use because it may backfire on you at any minute.
“So what if I was? Why do you care?” She raises a challenging brow, her voice sharp. A burning sensation combusts in my chest thinking about her riding one of my guy’s dicks.
“I forbid you to open your legs to any of my brothers, do you understand?” My rash decision comes from an unknown place. An insatiable hunger beading at the tip of my dick.
Her jaw drops, and her hands curl into fists.
“Who do you think you are to dictate who I screw?” she scowls.
My temples pound with annoyance and anger, done with this back and forth.
Leaning down my lips a hair’s length away from her face, I intimidate her to the point she looks away and purses her lips.
“Maybe you didn’t get the memo, Blue Bird, but now that Zeek is playing daddy… I run this fucking city. Therefore, I say who you fuck, and don’t fuck.”
Her chocolate eyes snap to mine, and I know I have her full attention. Which I want, I want her to look at me, to really see me. All of me.
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M.N. Forgy was raised in Missouri where she still lives with her family. She’s a soccer mom by day and a saucy writer by night. M.N. Forgy started writing at a young age but never took it seriously until years later, as a stay-at-home mom, she opened her laptop and started writing again. As a role model for her children, she felt she couldn’t live with the “what if” anymore and finally took a chance on her character’s story. So, with her glass of wine in hand and a stray Barbie sharing her seat, she continues to create and please her fans.
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