Fighting and f*cking — that’s all I know. Win the fight. Pick a girl. Screw her brains out. Rinse and repeat. Every night ends up the same, with my opponent tapping out and a smoking-hot girl in my bed. Until Penny. I want to tangle her hair in my hands and taste her lips, make her scream my name all night long. Every single night. She’s mine… until the mafia takes her. To get her back, I make a deal with the devil… one last fight. This time, she’s the prize.

--- Bad boy...cage fighter...stepbrother. Pierce Fletcher is naked from the waist down. He came into my shop demanding a tattoo, and I’ve got to do it. It’s already very clear just how much he wants me. He looks at me like I’m already his property. One peek at his body and I’m hooked. One arrogant smirk and I’m ready to have his rough hands all over me. Why do I let him unravel me? It doesn’t matter, anyway. The mob wants to use me to get to him... but he’s not going to let that happen. And neither am I.