This cocky bad boy rocker has met his match. He wants her heart, but she only wants his body.
I don’t care that he’s a smooth talker. He can sweet-talk me all he likes, so long as he backs it up with an orgasm or two. But I’m not looking for a relationship. God, no. Not with a rockstar.
I don’t care that she argues with me and throws up walls like she’s building a fucking house. Presley Hart will be mine. I’ll make sure of it.
Available on AMAZON and FREE in Kindle Unlimited
Sydney Storm MC
alpha romance novels
JOIN MY FACEBOOK READER GROUP