I f - ked up. I lost a year of my life and my MMA career to prison, and I earned every day of that sentence. But I did it for a woman. To protect her and our unborn child. And then I found out it was all a lie. When I got out, I vowed I'd never make the same mistake again. Until I met Mia. I told myself no distractions. No complications. I was dedicating my life to training. To fighting. So why do I find myself wanting to fight for her?
"Better Than Expected!"
The only thing I need is him. It was the night before my wedding. Maybe I cursed it by visiting my fiancé. I didn't expect him to cheat on me with my best friend. That night I ended up going to the strip club. The same one I went for my bachelorette party. That guy told me to come back if it didn't work out. I laughed at the thought. Well, it came true, because it didn't. What was I to do next?
"Move Over Magic Mike....."
I've never liked the motorcycle club, but one of its members might just be the man that saves me. Lauren… 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.
I've spent the last year paralyzed by grief and guilt. I need a way out, but there's nothing I can do. The man in my ICU says he's innocent. He says he needs me. He even says he's in love with me. They say he's a dangerous man. That he's mixed up with the mob. I want to believe him. But is that only because I want him?
"Not for Me"