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Ex-commando Deck Johnston has a busy life. He is the boss of a successful construction company. The cofounder and sergeant at arms of the Wounded Souls MC. And he is a single father to a three-year-old blue-eyed, raven-haired princess - who has a liking for guns, camouflage, pink tutus, and cursing. Deck's life is full, and he isn't looking for anything more. That is, until a sweet ballet dancer who happens to be his daughter's daycare teacher comes along.

Shortly after reaching maturity, Scarlett finds her mate, only to face a painful rejection that threatened to cut her life short. No one told Scarlett reaching maturity would hurt this much, but she came out the other end stronger, braver, smarter, and a little less naïve. Seeking to pick up the torn pieces, she leaves her pack for a town well away from her home, far away from her ex-mate who just can't let her go even after claiming someone else.

I don't like to be touched. I'm the hacker-geek-goddess of the FBI. When I'm hiding behind my screen, I'm a safe distance from everyone; isolated, powerful. No man has ever touched me, but when I'm captured by Colombian drug lord Andrés Moreno, I no longer have the right to refuse. He's scarred and scary, and his cruel brother Cristian has tasked him with breaking me. I try to fight, but I can't escape his strong arms and harsh discipline. He demands that I accept his touch, and my virgin body can't help but respond to his masterful manipulations.