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USA TODAY BESTSELLING AUTHOR ALEXX ANDRIA DELIVERS A MC
ROMANCE WITH UNFORGETTABLE CHARACTERS AND A DESPERATELY DANGEROUS
LOVE AFFAIR LIKE ONLY ALEXX CAN WRITE
My na to build er and Hunter Ericksen — bad boys fro the notorious s of Asphalt — in my mind, the story had practically written itself I was so naïve Little did I know they were going to change everything I ever knew about myself
Jax and Hunter I can’t even say their nairl who ht No, from the moment I walked into their club, they saw a hot, sexy woet their hands on me
Some people call them bad men They see the rides and the rap sheets and they slap a label on them I don’t care what they’ve done — all I care about is what they’re going to do to me next
But loving theet me killed
The roadside bar reeked of cheap whiskey, spilled beer and bad judgment but Zoe Delacourte wasn’t about to turn tail and run even though her knees were practically knocking together like two castanets in the hands of a Spanish dancer This was her chance, her big break, her opportunity to show her editor that she could deliver the real deal, a solid story the readers wanted to read about Maybe even a Pulitzer Okay, maybe not a Pulitzer but this was some serious journalism and she had chops to prove
Okay, so technically, no one knew she was doing this but all the more reason to make it count Fortune favored the bold, or so they say Ti to the test
She’d been blessed — or cursed, depending on how you look at it — with a nose twitchy for inforht nosiness but whatever, that quality was exactly as required in the newsroom and when she happened to run across a small blurb about an execution style ling, she couldn’t ignore the urge to scratch further A little inquiry here, a little digging there, and she’d found quite a few tantalizing leads that she couldn’t help but try and chase down for the bigger story The problem? No one wanted to touch it Not that she bla into a possible retaliation hit between the two s, for fear of ending up on the wrong end of a bullet but where others saw a one-way ticket to the olden opportunity to finally make her mark
Fro up two naer and Hunter Ericksen Bad boys to the core, Jax and Hunter sees, while she wasn’t sure as calling the shots for the Road Dogs, possibly a guy nauy who ended up dead was a et to Jax and Hunter and see what she could get out of the to spill their guts She had to be crafty, real sly-like to get the goods, which brought her to the current reason why she obbling on too-high heels into The King’s known clubhouse, Bad Whiskey, squeezed into a skirt too tight with her breasts pushed nearly to her chin, and risking everything by going deep under cover for the story That’s what real journalists did — not like the paper-pushing wi space in the newsrooative journalis down to the bone of a story to suck out the marrow? What happened—
“You lost?” A thick, gravelly voice interrupted her internal dialogue and she stopped short, nearly buh to double as a trarirunt, “Members only”
“I-I was invited,” she stah crowd began to stare “By J-Jax”
“Dimas sent you?”
Dirabbed her by the arm and pulled her toward a back rooht’ve just landed her in really hot water but before she could try to back out thethe door behind hiotten herself into? “Wait…I think—“
“A brunette with curves…I like It’s as if Dimas read my mind”
Zoe whirled at the sound of the sultry voice at her back and she found herself staring at the iant jungle cat on the worn black leather sofa, Jax Traeger’s stare burned two holes into her soul as he regarded her with open interest Goodness, he was handsome…in a dirty, I-will-likelybreak-your-heart-and-ruin-your-credit sort of way She hadn’t expected that Talk about being blindsided There’d been precious few pictures of Jax on the Internet It seeure “I-I’ idea…”
One black slash of a broent up in question and he leaned forward, saying, “And what idea would that be?”
“The idea that I’m…oh, I don’t know…um, available for…” Shut up, you idiot! This hat deep cover was all about! Riding the knife’s edge to the ulti past it to get to the good stuff that everyone else was too chicken to look for Right Inhaling a discreet, stabilizing breath, she straightened and braved a s the flutters in her belly as his gaze darkened with interest “Available for just anyone”
“Oh? Isn’t that the whole idea behind being a whore?”
“A -hore? Excuse me? I’m not—“
“You’re not what? Not a whore?” His smile slowly faded “Then you’re not from Dimas and if that’s the case…just who are you?”
Oh crap Her damn mouth “I-I just mean…well, of course, I’m from Dimas I was just taken aback for a ht place”
Faster than she could react, he had her pressed up against the wood paneling, crowding her personal space and sending her heartrate through the roof He sht ride, and the faint wisp of alcohol clinging to the edge as if as a reelic face and body was si women to their doom It should’ve repulsed her — truly, bad boys weren’t to her tastes — but she was oddly, and dangerously thrilled by the threat of caged violence she saw in his eyes and could see rippling through his biceps as he pressed forward Was he going to ravage her right there like a modern day pirate or si? Was she crazy for hoping — for a wild, irresponsible rind those sensual lips across hers as punish to breach their inner sanctu lunancy
“I…I am totally from D-dimas I mean…well, of course I am Who else would I be?”
“You’re tellingher brave atteined but she wasn’t a quitter She lifted her chin and sed as she jerked a nod She could handle this It wasn’t as if she were a virgin, although technically, her one experience had been pretty lukewarm in the sizzle department It’d been a plain ht place to put his…well, his thing and the whole shebang had been over in less than two minutes But she’d definitely handed in her V-card thanks to that two-ropefest so yeah, she could handle whate
ver Jax Traeger was thinking of handing out Besides, weren’t all men relatively the same? The parts were the saht? Jax chuckled as if he’d so and said, “then you won’t ht before he bent down to nuzzle her neck, scraping tender flesh with the rough growth of his beard, sending delicious waves of wonderful cascading down her spine and pooling in places she hadn’t given ht until this very moment
“Nope,” she said breathlessly Teddy had never done that Ohhh, that felt nice Focus Focus Zoe! “This is old hat to uy that’s done that to me today”
“Tenth?” he repeated with dark a “Good Then you won’t mind if we up the ante”
“What do you mean?”
“Hunter…what shall we do with our willing little harlot?” he asked, seely to thin air until Zoe realized with a start someone else was in the room with them Hunter Ericksen, a man with just as wicked of a reputation, eased frorin on his supple lips
“Well, Diood ti her with soer in their eyes “And you knoeakness for soft, curvy girls”