Second Chance SEAL(60)
I want to take on the world, but that arrogant bastard just wants to take me.
I’m no mob princess. But I should’ve been.
When my father Arturo Barone refused to let me join the Barone Crime Family, I cut ties and started my own gang. Now we’re at war, and I’m going to destroy everyone in my way.
Young, tall, and handsome, Wyatt Carter is no normal politician. He’s a notorious former bad boy turned State Attorney General, and I need his help if I’m going to crush my father’s mafia.
His perfectly tailored suits cover the tattoos that snake up his sexy, muscular arms. I hate that I want those arms to pin me up against a wall.
It’s supposed to be business between us, but he wants more than I’m ready to give.
Danger is everywhere, and I can’t afford to let my guard down. But Wyatt doesn’t know where the line is -- and even if he did, he’d cross it.
I'll bow down to him, but first he has to lay the world at my feet.
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He's going to go hard when he gets me home.
I landed my dream job working as a physical therapist for a professional football team just as my boss decided to go ahead and give birth. When she left, I was assigned the biggest challenge of my life: Owen Rack.
Owen is the rookie running back, and he’s one cocky a**hole. Just because he won a bunch of awards in college doesn’t make him the best thing ever. And yet I’m stuck working on his body every morning and every night while he whispers dirty things in my ear.
We work together, which means we can’t get involved. But try telling Owen that. He takes what he wants, and for some reason, he wants me.
Worse than that, Owen has a dark past. As soon as I give in to his gorgeous smile, I’m suddenly drowning in his secrets.
I can’t risk my dream job. I won’t risk my safety. But Owen’s cocky grin is driving me insane, and I know I’m going to say yes.
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One Night SEAL: A Bad Boy Romance
Chapter 1
Hartley
I wasn’t normally the type to try and drown my sorrows, but these were special circumstances.
The dive bar was loud and crowded. I had pulled into the parking lot of the small, backwoods building a half hour ago assuming that I could have a few quiet minutes to myself, but I was totally wrong. Apparently every redneck in the area wanted to get hammered at this bar and yell loudly about what gun they were currently trying to buy.
I sipped my gin and tonic and sighed to myself. I came to Knoxville months ago with the best of intentions, but, like everything else in my life so far, nothing seemed to work out right for me.
I had finally decided to pack it up and run. I was going back home, back across the state to my family’s farm. Maybe I’d be coming home in disgrace, but at least I’d be home.
I hated Knoxville. I hated everything it represented, from the center of town where I worked in a diner all day and all night to the tiny, run-down apartment where I spent whatever time I had to myself sleeping. I hated the people and, most of all, I hated my own stupid mistakes.
But it was going to be okay. I was going to run and let things shake out on their own. I had tried to fix things, tried my hardest, but it was way too late.
I glanced up from my drink for a moment, and that was the first time I spotted him.
He was sitting across the bar from me, nursing a whisky. I hadn’t seen him come in, but I couldn’t take my eyes off him. Handsome face, a hint of stubble on his perfect jaw, and these deep blue eyes that made me want to cross my legs. His arms were strong and defined, and I could only imagine what the rest of him looked like.
He didn’t seem like he belonged. Where everyone else was a hick or an asshole, he seemed quiet, subdued. His black button-down shirt was understated and practically boring compared to the camouflage and the flannel on everyone else.
I watched as he slowly caught my eye and a grin spread across his face. I would come to know that grin so damn well, and part of me would hate it. But in that moment, I felt a pulse of desire rush through me.
He didn’t look away. Most men did when you caught their eye, but not him. He just smirked at me and slowly nodded, catching me completely off guard.
Who did this guy think he was? I’d never seen a man with so much confidence before. I quickly looked away, not sure what to do.
That was when I felt a hand on my shoulder.
“Don’t move, Hartley.”
Shit. I recognized that voice.
“What are you doing here, Guff?” I turned and saw him looming behind me, smiling his yellow-toothed grin.