Mischief Mayhem (Steel Roses Motorcycle Club #4)
(By Jena Doyle)
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Verona
After I came home from college, I promised myself two things: no more boyfriends and no more unvetted clients. Now that it’s Valentine’s Day, I should be regretting that first one, but I’m excited to spend the holiday alone. Men are nothing but drama, and after everything that’s happened to me, I don’t need more of that in my life.
When the motorcycle club holds a charity auction to help my brother with his medical bills, I’m surprised to see fear and anxiety on my brother’s best friend’s face. Hollywood is the club Lothario, the proverbial town bicycle that goes through hang-arounds quicker than anyone can keep up. A couple of pushy girls won’t leave him alone, and for some reason, I make it my mission to keep him safe.
I tell everyone I hate him, and maybe most of the time I mean it. But I soon find out that Hollywood and I complement each other more than I initially thought, and the idea doesn’t scare me as much as it should.
Hollywood
After almost dying last July, I realized my life was heading nowhere fast. Tired of random hookups and meaningless nights I could barely remember, I made a vow of chastity and promised to stop sleeping around. Hear that sound? That’s a million hang-around hearts breaking all at once, but I need to do this for me. I’m tired of people treating me like a piece of meat, and I want more out of my life than heartless encounters.
But when my best friend’s little sister outbids everyone at the charity auction, I can’t believe my rotten luck. I’ve been avoiding her since I found out what she does in her spare time because I can’t get the deliciously filthy images out of my head. It haunts me in the best possible way, but because of who she is, I can never put those twisted fantasies into action.
Except things take a turn after a drunk game of poker, and when I wake up in the morning with her smell trapped in my nose, I know I’ll never be the same again. She says she hates me, but it’s the hottest thing I’ve ever heard.”
