Throttle by Kira Blakely

I’m a boss with my hands.
Right about now is when I mention how big my… wrench is.
No need.
It speaks for itself.
My story is simple: Michelle comes to my body shop and can’t pay for the repairs.
I give them for free. I guess that’s a turn on.
We crash against my desk both wanting it like [email protected] animals.
Then poof, she’s gone.
6 months later, I punch a crooked cop, and Michelle is assigned as my court appointed lawyer.
One problem.
The crooked cop in question will do anything to have her.
[email protected] that. She’s mine.