Untamed Aggression

Marcus
39, tough, headstrong, and leader of the Shadow Vipers.

Being the leader of a biker gang is like being a father on steroids. You've got to be smart, ruthless, and able to wrangle a pack of overgrown, testosterone-fueled, man-children who can't seem to go a week without causing chaos. The number of times I've had to clean up their messes is ridiculous.

As if that wasn't enough, now I'm playing babysitter to Mr. Never-Shuts-Up. I literally threw him in the trunk, and the guy still continued screaming at me! The mouthy little menace is going to be the death of me.

I should just let that serial killer get him.

But when he looks at me with those eyes... I know I'm a goner.


Gavin
24, Influencer by day, hopeless romantic by night.

I'll admit it. My taste in men hasn't exactly been stellar. Case in point? My last date tried to murder me.

Oh. And he happens to be a serial killer.

Yes, leave it to me to swipe right on the Valentine Killer.

So, naturally, the universe decided that the safest place for me is under the protection of a ginormous, six-foot-four, permanently scowling biker who looks like he eats danger for breakfast.

He doesn't smile. He doesn't flirt. So, of course, I'm head over heels attracted to the guy.

As I said, my taste in men can't be trusted.