Lessons in Corruption (The Fallen Men, #1)

by Giana Darling

He held me tightly, stared at me intimately as if he had a right to me, and more, as if he had been holding me and staring at me all our lives.

Harleigh Rose helped me cook. Not because we were ladies, but because the men were bikers and the only things they could successfully do with their hands were make engines roar and ladies purr (this they told me themselves).