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Chapters (78)
  1. Cover
  2. Back Cover Text
  3. Wanted
  4. Back Cover Text
  5. CHAPTER ONE
  6. CHAPTER TWO
  7. CHAPTER THREE
  8. CHAPTER FOUR
  9. CHAPTER FIVE
  10. CHAPTER SIX
  11. CHAPTER SEVEN
  12. CHAPTER EIGHT
  13. CHAPTER NINE
  14. CHAPTER TEN
  15. CHAPTER ELEVEN
  16. CHAPTER TWELVE
  17. CHAPTER THIRTEEN
  18. CHAPTER FOURTEEN
  19. CHAPTER FIFTEEN
  20. CHAPTER SIXTEEN
  21. CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
  22. CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
  23. The Siren
  24. Back Cover Text
  25. Chapter One
  26. Chapter Two
  27. Chapter Three
  28. Chapter Four
  29. Chapter Five
  30. Chapter Six
  31. Chapter Seven
  32. Chapter Eight
  33. Chapter Nine
  34. Chapter Ten
  35. Chapter Eleven
  36. Chapter Twelve
  37. Chapter Thirteen
  38. Chapter Fourteen
  39. Chapter Fifteen
  40. Chapter Sixteen
  41. Chapter Seventeen
  42. Chapter Eighteen
  43. Chapter Nineteen
  44. Chapter Twenty
  45. Chapter Twenty-One
  46. Chapter Twenty-Two
  47. Chapter Twenty-Three
  48. Chapter Twenty-Four
  49. Chapter Twenty-Five
  50. Chapter Twenty-Six
  51. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  52. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  53. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  54. Chapter Thirty
  55. Chapter Thirty-One
  56. Chapter Thirty-Two
  57. Chapter Thirty-Three
  58. Chapter Thirty-Four
  59. Chapter Thirty-Five
  60. Hold Tight
  61. Back Cover Text
  62. Prologue
  63. Chapter One
  64. Chapter Two
  65. Chapter Three
  66. Chapter Four
  67. Chapter Five
  68. Chapter Six
  69. Chapter Seven
  70. Chapter Eight
  71. Chapter Nine
  72. Chapter Ten
  73. Chapter Eleven
  74. Chapter Twelve
  75. Epilogue: Royce
  76. Epilogue: Pandora
  77. Excerpt
  78. BPA

“She’s none of your fucking business. That’s who she is,” he throws back. The other man is big. He looks like he spends ten hours a day in a gym. I wouldn’t be shocked if someone said he was on steroids, but Royce doesn’t seem to care. “If I were you I’d watch myself. No point poking me before we get in that ring. Don’t make it worse for yourself.”

Jesus, he’s going to fight this guy? He looks like the after picture in a bodybuilder commercial, but Royce doesn’t seem to care.

“Never seen you on a girl before. Got me wondering.”

I look around and see other people are looking at us, too.

I go to say something, but Royce drops his arm from around me. “You need to go somewhere else.”

“Damn, that pussy must be good if it’s got you all riled up. How about we bet on her own little ass? Whoever wins the fight tonight gets her,” he challenges.

Now I’m fucking pissed. I try to step forward, but Royce beats me to it. His arm shoots out, and he swings. His fist meets the guy’s jaw, and there’s an audible crunch throughout the room. Before I can even blink, he’s throwing his other fist and connecting with the other side of his face. The man sways back, and Royce thrusts an uppercut, sending him down hard to the concrete floor.

Everyone start cheering and yelling Royce’s name. I stand there a little shocked, but the crowd is going nuts.

Royce comes back to me, wrapping his arm around my back.

“Guess the fight is over,” I murmur through a smile.

Something about him getting jealous and possessive makes the warm feeling come back to my stomach. I never thought I would have something like this, or even want it. Now I’m starting to see why Penny loves it when Ivan gets all territorial. It makes you feel special.

“Told you not to wear that outfit.” He shakes his head, but I just keep on smiling as his hand moves down and squeezes my ass.

Chapter Eleven

CHAPTER 11

Royce

I growl when I feel her press her lower half against my cock. She knows exactly what she’s doing with that ass of hers.

“You trying to get fucked down here tonight?” I ask, looking in those dark blue eyes.

“Maybe.” She bites her bottom lip, and I swear to God I wrap tighter around her pinky.

“I bet you didn’t know you were such a dirty girl.”

“Yo, Rolly!” I look up and see my boys coming down the steps.

Ezra looks at the ring behind me and shakes his head. Donovan just laughs and looks at me with a questioning expression. “Guess there’s no fight tonight?”

“No,” I say, and don’t elaborate.

“Someone went caveman,” Pandora says, and waves to the two of them.