There’s one unbreakable rule in my business: Keep your hands off the merchandise. I was sent to make sure she gets her job done. But if this tension doesn’t stop, I might have to keep her for myself.
Neither of us wanted to end up here. But life has a funny way of taking you where you least expect. She’s a call girl. I’m the muscle. We’re both dealing with sh*t we don’t want to deal with.
Still, the only way to stay sane is to keep your head down and your mind on the job. But how am I supposed to do that when she’s around? Looking the way she does – Sultry eyes, curvy body, that sassy smile that makes a man lose control?
Nothing could have prepared me for this. I thought I was steel. Unbreakable, unyielding. But the longer we’re alone together, The more I realize I’m no match for the beast within me.