Damon McAvoy
I gave up my gloves, but I'm looking at the fight of my life...
When I see the thugs drag the gorgeous red-head to the back rooms, I know just what was going to go down. Ugly things. In a moment of white-hot, protective rage, I step in, not only to rescue the innocent girl, but to carry her off.
Then I find out a bad man wants the little spit-fire and he's willing to pay a fortune.
Too bad. This big bad wolf has plans for Little Red. Plans of her writhing beneath me, silken thighs clasped around my hips and my name on her lush lips. Her sweet curves were made just for me.
Someone wants to fight me for her? That's fine. Bring it.
I was born to brawl...