Dick by Scott Hildreth

The day I met Dick I instantly knew four things. One, he was as handsome of a man as I had ever seen. Two, he was filthy rich. Three, he was *ahem* gifted. And four, he was a DICK .

In time I learned much more about him. Things that would have made most women run away. But I’m not most women. So, instead of running away, I ran in his direction.

Dick didn’t have a place for a woman in his life. He was a bad boy. Not a wannabe bad boy that tried to act the part. Oh no, he was the real deal. Money. Guns. Fast cars. Cops always one step behind him…

On our first date, while in his Ferrari, we got into a high-speed chase with the police.
That was only the beginning.