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Reckless Ink (Book 2): The Twisted Saints MC, #2
Reckless Ink (Book 2): The Twisted Saints MC, #2
Reckless Ink (Book 2): The Twisted Saints MC, #2
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This is book 2 of The Twisted Saints MC trilogy. Book 3 is available everywhere now!

I'll brand her so the world knows she's mine.

F**k the consequences. F**k the rules.

I've found what I was looking for:

The perfect woman to claim and corrupt.

And I won't rest until she's bearing my ink.

HAMMER

My plan to rob her daddy was simple.

Get in and get out.

But when I saw those begging eyes and that curvy, perfect body…

Things got a little more complicated.

I have plenty of notches on my belt.

Plenty of satisfied women, sent home moaning and sore.

But this girl is different.

It won't be enough to take her to my bed.

It won't be enough to hear her scream.

No, this time around, I need complete and utter dominance.

I have to own her.

And I won't rest until every son of a b!tch in the whole d*mn country knows that she belongs to me.

Sure as hell won't be easy, though.

Because Maggie isn't just any broad.

She's the daughter of the city's most powerful Mafia capo…

Who's also the man I'm about to rob blind.

The stakes might be high, but that's the way I like 'em.

I want to ride out:

For blood and glory.

For club and kutte.

For fighting and f**king and taking whatever I d*mn well please.

Starting with her.

MAGGIE

I'm fighting tooth and nail to avoid the fate my father has set out for me.

He's used to treating the women in his life like objects, like bargaining chips.

I guess that comes with the mob boss territory.

But I refuse to be bought and sold.

I won't let him marry me off to some creepy, disgusting mafioso.

I'm going to get the hell out of this family, this city, this life.

I want open roads and freedom.

And I've just found the man who will take me there.

But he wants something in exchange.

Not just my body.

Not just my heart.

He wants to own me from head to toe, inside and out.

And he wants to brand me so I can look at my skin and remember, every day and every night…

That I belong to him.

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Release dateMay 21, 2019
ISBN9781393345886
Reckless Ink (Book 2): The Twisted Saints MC, #2

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    Reckless Ink (Book 2) - APRIL LUST

    Reckless Ink: A Motorcycle Club Romance (The Twisted Saints MC) (Book 2)

    By April Lust

    I’ll brand her so the world knows she’s mine.

    F**K THE CONSEQUENCES. F**k the rules.

    I’ve found what I was looking for:

    The perfect woman to claim and corrupt.

    And I won’t rest until she’s bearing my ink.

    HAMMER

    My plan to rob her daddy was simple.

    Get in and get out.

    But when I saw those begging eyes and that curvy, perfect body...

    Things got a little more complicated.

    I have plenty of notches on my belt.

    Plenty of satisfied women, sent home moaning and sore.

    But this girl is different.

    It won’t be enough to take her to my bed.

    It won’t be enough to hear her scream.

    No, this time around, I need complete and utter dominance.

    I have to own her.

    And I won’t rest until every son of a b!tch in the whole d*mn country knows that she belongs to me.

    Sure as hell won’t be easy, though.

    Because Maggie isn’t just any broad.

    She’s the daughter of the city’s most powerful Mafia capo...

    Who’s also the man I’m about to rob blind.

    The stakes might be high, but that’s the way I like ‘em.

    I want to ride out:

    For blood and glory.

    For club and kutte.

    For fighting and f**king and taking whatever I d*mn well please.

    Starting with her.

    MAGGIE

    I’m fighting tooth and nail to avoid the fate my father has set out for me.

    He’s used to treating the women in his life like objects, like bargaining chips.

    I guess that comes with the mob boss territory.

    But I refuse to be bought and sold.

    I won’t let him marry me off to some creepy, disgusting mafioso.

    I’m going to get the hell out of this family, this city, this life.

    I want open roads and freedom.

    And I’ve just found the man who will take me there.

    But he wants something in exchange.

    Not just my body.

    Not just my heart.

    He wants to own me from head to toe, inside and out.

    And he wants to brand me so I can look at my skin and remember, every day and every night...

    That I belong to him.

    Chapter 1

    Brock

    Afew moments after Brock withdrew from Maggie and collapsed on the floor next to her, his cellphone blipped. He groaned, pulling himself up again. Well, that was some perfect timing, huh?

    He checked the screen, and saw the text from Crack: They're here.

    Looks like we'd better pull ourselves together and head down there, he said. Maggie nodded briskly, reaching for her panties and pulling them back on.

    As Brock buckled his belt and zipped up his pants, he found himself trapped in the moment of crystalline clarity and reason that most men experienced in the ten or fifteen seconds immediately following an orgasm. He'd assured Robby he wouldn't fall back into his old habits and endanger the con by fucking this girl, so why had he?

    He tried to tell himself it was no big deal—it was a familiar weakness of his, he'd indulged it many times before even when he shouldn't have, and most of the time, he'd managed to get away unscathed.

    Well, maybe not most of the time. But at least half, right? Maybe even a little more?

    Still, it irked him. He'd gone into this scam genuinely determined not to let his libido put him at risk. These weren't just clueless tourists or blustering businessmen they were targeting here—they were dangerous gangsters, and the punishment for blowing this score would be severe. So what made Maggie so disarming that he'd succumbed to his lust almost instantly?

    For starters, he had to admit she was astonishingly beautiful. Her dark hair, her brown doe eyes, her swan-like neck and delicate frame. He'd expected her to be charmed and impressed by him during the date and the rescue from the Saints—that was part of the con, after all—but he hadn't expected to be so damn captivated by the sincerity and desire in her eyes when she looked at him.

    Maggie smiled at him as she fixed her dress. You're staring.

    Sorry about that, Brock said, returning her smile. It's hard not to.

    "I, um, hope I wasn't too forward tonight. I mean, I never do this kind of thing, you know? Seriously, never. I don't know what came over me."

    Adrenaline's a funny thing sometimes, he reassured her. No need to overthink it.

    And earlier tonight, you said you were already distracted...

    I guess you distracted me from my distraction, he replied smoothly, giving her a quick kiss. The feeling of her soft lips against his was tantalizing, and he wanted to linger, but he forced himself to pull back instead. It was better to leave her wanting more. "Come on, let's go down there before

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