Rough Justice

He was danger wrapped in ink. A protector by badge. A heartbreaker by nature. And I was the girl he should've never touched.

Nick Abel wasn't just any man. He was the kind that made rules, then broke them with a devilish smirk. A tattooed police officer with a past that whispered sin and a presence that demanded surrender. They called him the beast-and not just for the way he handled the streets. Every woman in town knew his name, but none of them knew what it meant to be truly his. Except me.

From the moment we collided, he consumed me. Mind, body, soul. I tried to resist. I tried to pretend that the fire in my veins wasn't because of the way he looked at me-like I was his to ruin.

"You're mine," he'd growl, voice low and rough against my skin. "Now, show me you want me too." And I did. God, I did.

Even when I knew it was wrong. Even when he was off-limits. Even when he was my father's best friend. There's a line you're not supposed to cross. We didn't just cross it-we burned it to the ground.

This isn't a sweet love story. It's a twisted obsession, a forbidden temptation. . . And once Nick Abel claimed me, there was no turning back.