I have a problem. A five-foot-five, brown-haired, green-eyed little tease of a problem. A problem that’s lived under my roof ever since I took her in as if she were my own years ago. Lola. Princess Lola, that is. Lola with the fiery sass, the softest lips, the sweetest skin, and the most temping curves these rough hands have ever wanted to grab ahold of. I’m her guardian – the man who took care of her and raised her up. But my eyes have started lingering longer than they should. My thoughts have turned darker, and there’s no turning back. See, I want the little Princess to be my little Princess. I want her laid out dressed in nothing but jewels and a smile – a present waiting for me to unwrap and claim. The world will say this is so f**king wrong. They’ll say I’m more than twice her age. They’ll say a rough, hardened, ex-soldier like myself has no business being with her. They’ll say a lot to try and keep us apart. They can all go to h*ll. Because whatever my Lola wants, she’ll get. And she’s about to get every inch of what she wants. …But only if she says please . This is a standalone story. The books in the Royally Screwed series can be read in any order. Are you sitting on your throne? Got your tiara and jewels ready? Good, you’re going to need them. Get ready for that kind of book. You know what I’m talking about ;). Wild, out of control, and pure dirty fantasy at it’s finest. Packed with insta-love, kindle-melting steam, and one very dominant alpha. As with all my books, this one is safe, with no cheating, and a HEA guaranteed.