Broken

Dead father? Yes. Motherless childhood? Also. Single mother? Of course. The worst ex-boyfriend in the world? It couldn't be different. Life can be an authentic shit or a sea of roses. In my case... a bit more of the first than the second. But still, as everyone, I gave the best of me. At 19 a nice, strong, shameless man presents himself to me. Nine months later, I find myself taking care of my little girl alone. The last thing I needed was for my father, the only good man who seemed to live on earth, to die. Now, here I am, alone and broken, in the eye of the hurricane, bearing the torment as well as I can. And then, he shows up to me. A nice, tall, strong and shameless man. Lucky me it's not the same one. This one, briefly, is the vice president of a bikers club. Call it a bikers club... Call it a criminal organization. Yes, I jumped into the abyss without hesitating, like a junkie searching for his syringe. I didn’t care that it could end badly. In the end, I couldn’t expect anything else. But I had spent too much time alone and I needed exactly that: a man to sleep with, one I could enjoy and turned into an oasis of emotion, passion and sex in a desert of hard work. I didn’t expect for him to tie me, gag me, whip me and, well… you can imagine how it goes. But I also didn’t expect for the story to end like this... Warning: A romantic and erotic novel with explict sex (including BDSM), cursing and other topics directed to a more mature audiance.