He warned me what would happen if I got too close. I should’ve listened. With one raspy, growled word after the next, he told me exactly what would happen if I crossed his boundaries. How he’d pin me down and devour me. Strip me bare and swallow me whole. Make me moan. Make me whimper. Make me beg. I didn’t listen. But I should have. Because Grinder is a man of his word. And I did exactly what he warned me not to. I thought I had nothing left to live for. My father was dying and I was too broke to pay for the life-saving treatment he needed. So why not take a ride on the wild side? But I wasn’t ready for my night with the bad boy. I was basically untouched before I met Grinder. Now, I’m the farthest thing from it. Because the biker has owned me completely. And I’ll never be the same again.