Trust Fund Bad Boy by Amber Heart

Can rich bad boys really change, or am I just kidding myself?

Opal Wright:

After being wrongly fired from my job, I ended up working the bar at the local strip club. Lucky me, right? He introduced himself on my first shift. Tall, ripped, too handsome for his own good. You know the type. He strolled in like he owned the place, flaunting his cash for everyone to see. The cocky bad boy drew me in, and the worst thing is, I wanted him to.

Then his Uncle offered me enough money to get rid of all my problems. How could I resist? I could finally clear my name and take care of my Mom! All I had to do was get this sexy bad boy to break the law… Indecent exposure, perhaps?

Boyd Houston:

Within the first five seconds of meeting her, she shot me down. But that only made me want her more. She wanted me, I knew it. Every girl did. It was just a matter of pushing her buttons until I became too hard to resist.

I don’t know why I was so drawn to her, but I made myself a promise. She would be in my bed, naked, by the end of the week. I don’t care how much money it takes, or how many hoops I have to jump through, she is mine. I always get what I want.

I do have to be careful though, one more strike on my record and I lose my trust fund. No trust fund, no more wild nights.
Is she worth losing it all?