I screwed up.
Indebted to a vile "businessman", he offers one chance to pay back my debt, but only if I spend the next two years stripping in his club. Stripping. Catering to the most debauched men I can imagine.
Until I meet Colt.
A man just as twisted. Just as dangerous. But once I willingly climb into his car, I know there's no turning back. Now, I'm indebted to a car thief. And he has no intent of letting me forget our deal.
Once the fuse is ignited, I have no choice but to watch my world burn.
I prefer cars to people.
Simple as that.
There's nothing like the roar of a V8 engine, especially if I just stole it and I'm barreling down the highway past every oblivious cop in town. I need adrenaline. The rush. The never-ending pull. It's the only thing that keeps me away from my other vice…
And then, I decided to bring a stripper home. Someone I can introduce to my love of pain. And even better, a pawn in my ultimate plan for revenge against my brother. Call me cliche. Call me petty. But once this plan is set into action. Ashville will never be the same.
"It was like a rollercoaster: quick, sharp turns, lots of flips and it ended too soon! So sit down, power up and be prepared to have some naughty fun!!" (Eye Candy Bookstore)