《 PREFACE 》[REVISED]

At midnight, she stole his motorcycle and disappeared into the darkness. She was gone, but the texture of her jagged curly hair against his face was one that he would never forget- sharp ends and wavy smooth tendrils from that rebelling head of hers. Neither would he ever forget the feeling of her harsh slap against his lucky cheek-

He had to have her, and she would have no say in it.
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When Becca Hayek stole an abandoned motorcycle on a cold winter night, she didn't expect a marriage proposal from its owner. However, as she grows more resilient, she realizes that this man isn't like the rest.

He's much more dangerous than she ever imagined.