He’s everything she didn’t know she wanted. She’s everything he thought he could never have.
The last thing I expect when I walk into The Hawkeye Club is to fall head over heels in lust. It’s supposed to be a rescue mission. I have to get my baby sister off the pole, into some clothes, and out of the grasp of the pussy peddler who somehow manipulated her into stripping. But the moment I see Savage Hawke and verbally spar with him, my ability to remain rational flies out the window and my libido takes center stage. I’ve never wanted a relationship—my time is better spent focusing on taking down the scum running this city—but what I want and what I need are apparently two different things.
Danika Eriksson storms into my office in her high heels and on her high horse. Her holier-than-thou attitude and accusations should offend me, but instead, I can’t get her out of my head or my heart. Her incomparable drive, take-no-prisoners attitude, and blatant honesty captivate me and hold me prisoner. I should steer clear, but my self-preservation instinct is apparently dead—which is exactly what our relationship will be once she knows everything. It’s only a matter of time.
The truth doesn’t always set you free. Sometimes, it just royally screws you.
Do whatever it takes.
I’m breaking the only rule. I’m taking a hostage.
But the fiery redhead destroyed my plans and left me no choice.
Now all our lives are at risk because of the woman who holds my heart captive.
Grace may have started my downfall, but she could also be my salvation.
He’s trouble-with a capital T.
I knew Warwick was dangerous the second he set foot on my ship.
Nothing good can come from a man like that.
And now, the good-for-nothing pirate took me hostage.
But his attitude and tattoos can’t cover up what’s hiding beneath.
The real man there.
The one I’m slowly losing my heart to.
War and Grace.
Dark and light.
Love and hate.
This storm may destroy them both…