The Rebel

I stopped giving a f*ck about anything years ago.
Not my father's money or his expectations.
Rock hard and reckless, nothing ever gets to me.

Until I met Bethany.

Her sweet curves, her smart mouth.
She got under my skin.
I had to get her into my bed.
She was my drug and I'd never get enough.
I had to let her in or lose her, open up and try for something read.
Her ex shows up.
He saw us together. He thinks she belongs to him.
He's never been more f*cking wrong in his life.
He never should have tried to hurt her.

Because I'll do anything to protect what's mine.