My Gangster Babysitter
Love For The Wicked Book Four.
Hot. Gorgeous. Feisty. Those were my first thoughts when I saw Benny Martinelli.
Mine.
The word flashed in my brain like a neon sign.
That body, those piercing green eyes - even clouded with tears - drove me wild. Her mere presence sent my mind on a tailspin of indecent musing.
If we were under normal circumstances, I would’ve owned her right then and there. But we were not. She was the Big boss’s long-lost daughter and Bossman’s kid sister. She was off limits, a demilitarized zone.
Problem is, Bossman assigned me to protect her from her psycho ex-fiance.
And the even bigger problem is, the more time I spend with her, the drive to make her mine grows deeper, overshadowing the mission given to me.
I knew not to give in to my desire to touch her; I was smarter than that. Or I thought I was.
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