Hawke

No. No. No.
This wasn’t supposed to happen.
I saved myself for **Hector.**
It was supposed to be **Hector.**
I’m meant to belong to **Hector!**
No. No. No.
It was never supposed to be his older brother **Hawke.**
He was never meant to touch me in that way – **oh, my Goddddd that way was so good** – but it was wrong. Definitely wrong. Right?
I can fix this.
I have to fix this.
Yep, I’m fixing this!
But why does he keep looking at me now?
And why do I keep looking back?
Why are we…looking at each other like that?
Shit. Shit.

What have I done?

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Hawke Navarro. A criminal. A murderer. The former President of the most notorious MC around. The law thinks he's dead, and he needs to stay that way.
But there's a problem, and her name is Tyler Wilson.
He promised her old man to look out for her as he died in Hawke's arms. He promised him she needed to steer clear from the club and live an ordinary life.

But Ty lingers. She grows and she's not the little girl Hawke remembered her to be. And soon he can't look at her as that little girl anymore. Not with those curves, or that face, or those sinfully tasty lips he accidentally kissed.
Now she won't leave his mind and he wants her…and he's going to risk everything just to have her.

Romance / Erótico / Literatura Estrangeira