Broken Biker
He says he’s broken, but I know I’m the missing piece.
My marriage is a sham. I know it, everyone knows it. But when my husband–the congressman–is found murdered, I’m the first one accused.
Now, I’m on the run with only my designer purse and high heels to my name. All I want is to clear my name. I have no one to ask for help, still help shows up in the form of a hot, tattooed biker who claims to hate women.
I don’t expect him to believe I’m innocent. I don’t expect him to protect me at all costs. I definitely don’t expect to fall in love.
He says he’s broken, but I know I’m the missing piece.