Odette — My life has gone down the toilet. I accidentally got myself involved with a married man and had an... accident. Don't get me wrong, I didn't love the cheating bastard, but I hate that I got played. Naturally I did what any self-respecting eighteen year old would do. I went to a karaoke bar and got wasted. Not my finest moment. So, when I land in the arms of a man I've fantasized over for the past two years, I'm not even surprised. My luck is just that bad.

Cyrus — The first time I met Odette she was only sixteen and already more trouble than I knew what to do with. She'd been about to make a mistake with a prospect from her brother's club when I intervened. The next time I see her, two years later, she's singing like an angel, drunk off her ass. I have to get her out of that bar. Taking her home with me to our club doctor feels like the right thing to do. Deciding she's mine to care for and protect might make me a possessive bastard, but I don't like the word no so I'm not giving her the chance to object.

WARNING: Graphic violence and adult situations that may be triggers for some readers. Features a protective hero and a determined heroine. Eventual happy ending and NO cheating, as always.