Hands Cuffed (Book 3): Ruled by His Touch, #3

By Zoey Parker

This is book 3 and the finale of the Ruled by His Touch series!

I've got her right where I want her – cuffed, bare, and begging for more.

She doesn't belong in my world.

But that won't stop me from dragging her here.

I'll use her to help me – then I'll use her to please me.

And then I'll throw her aside.

GARRETT

I seek power and glory, and not even the most vicious mob boss will stop me.

But when I capture one of his mafia men, I can't understand a word the dog is saying.

Enter Dr. Jenna: prim, proper and a brilliant professor… and fluent in Russian.

She's the vanilla type of woman I've always avoided.

Until I discover that, underneath her sweaters and pencil skirts, are curves to die for.

I want to rough her up.

Make her hair fall from its tight bun as I take her until she screams my name.

But soon, she's in too deep, and she becomes a liability.

At the beginning, I might've just needed someone to get the enemy to talk.

But I'm finding out way too late:

Jenna as become the woman I never want to let go.

JENNA

I understand history and languages—not men.

And certainly not bad men like this outlaw biker president, with his muscles and tattoos and dark, mysterious eyes.

He wants me to help him, to translate his captive's confessions for him.

I want to say no. I want to stay in my safe bubble.

Yet I can't stop wanting Garrett to pull me close and capture my mouth.

Dominating me, possessing me.

He's not a man I should trust. He's not a man I should want.

This forbidden romance can only end badly.

I'm smart enough to know better.

But – as smart as I may be…

nothing could've prepared me for Garrett ruthlessly capturing my heart.

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The dirty mob boss used her to get what he wanted. But what if she wants more? Coed meets criminal in this dark romance mafia series from bestseller Zoey Parker. This new adult contemporary romance has enough sex, action, and excitement to make you read the whole thing in one sitting. Mob bosses and romance go together like vodka and cranberry, so don't miss out—get your HANDS CUFFED today!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Sopris Page Press
• Release date: Oct 16, 2019
• ISBN: 9781393867418

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Hands Cuffed: A Mafia Romance (Book 3)

By Zoey Parker

I’ve got her right where I want her – cuffed, bare, and begging for more.

SHE DOESN’T BELONG in my world.

But that won’t stop me from dragging her here.

I’ll use her to help me – then I’ll use her to please me.

And then I’ll throw her aside.

GARRETT

I seek power and glory, and not even the most vicious mob boss will stop me.

But when I capture one of his mafia men, I can’t understand a word the dog is saying.

Enter Dr. Jenna: prim, proper and a brilliant professor... and fluent in Russian.

She’s the vanilla type of woman I’ve always avoided.

Until I discover that, underneath her sweaters and pencil skirts, are curves to die for.

I want to rough her up.

Make her hair fall from its tight bun as I take her until she screams my name.

But soon, she’s in too deep, and she becomes a liability.

At the beginning, I might’ve just needed someone to get the enemy to talk.

But I’m finding out way too late:

Jenna as become the woman I never want to let go.

JENNA

I understand history and languages—not men.

And certainly not bad men like this outlaw biker president, with his muscles and tattoos and dark, mysterious eyes.

He wants me to help him, to translate his captive’s confessions for him.

I want to say no. I want to stay in my safe bubble.

Yet I can’t stop wanting Garrett to pull me close and capture my mouth.

Dominating me, possessing me.

He’s not a man I should trust. He’s not a man I should want.

This forbidden romance can only end badly.

I’m smart enough to know better.

But – as smart as I may be...

nothing could’ve prepared me for Garrett ruthlessly capturing my heart.

THE DIRTY MOB BOSS used her to get what he wanted. But what if she wants more? Coed meets criminal in this dark romance mafia series from bestseller Zoey Parker. This new adult contemporary romance has enough sex, action, and excitement to make you read the whole thing in one sitting. Mob bosses and romance go together like vodka and cranberry, so don’t miss out—get your HANDS CUFFED today!

Chapter 1

Garrett

H e won’t be talking , Carson assured us as he and Jose climbed back into the Suburban.

You can even take that literally if you’d like, Jose added.

Did you two knuckleheads do something stupid? Angel asked, irritated by their enthusiasm.

He turned to me. I told you these two needed to just stay muscle. They didn’t need any official titles or recognition by the MC.

Hey, bro, they wanted in, I said, defending them. They do a lot of good work. If it hadn’t been for these two knuckleheads, we wouldn’t have found out about this drug deal. It would have gone down in secret on the lake, and no one would have been the wiser.

That’s right. Who’s the knucklehead now? Jose joked.

Yeah, I’m convinced, these guys are idiots, Angel added.

Well, guys, we’ve got a lot of celebrating and planning to do, I told the car.

Hey, does that mean we get to finish Dima off? Carson asked.

I heard Angel groan in response.

I thought about it. It would have been incredibly satisfying to go ahead and handle Dima. He’d caused me so much trouble since we brought him in.

No, I finally answered. No, we need to keep him as collateral for when we approach Igor. I decided it would be more satisfying to murder Igor’s right hand man right in front of him. It would feel great to break Igor and watch him crumble before dispatching him.

Speaking of Igor, how are we going to do this? Angel asked.

Yeah, we’ve got to find the yacht. We’ll need to identify who all is aboard it. We’ll probably need to board it ourselves, Ricardo chimed in, starting the list of everything we needed to plan for.

We’ve got to bring enough people to handle whatever they have waiting for us. You know Igor isn’t going to try to pull something like this off without some sort of firepower, Carson added.

You’re all right, but that’s something to discuss when we get back to HQ. For now, I think we should just enjoy the fact that we now know when and where this is taking place. I think we need to have a few drinks. We should take it easy tonight and spend tomorrow getting ready, I told everyone.

Angel nodded. Sounds fair to me, bro.

Yeah, sounds like a plan. Hell, that’s what I was going to do anyway, Jose added.

I couldn’t wait to get back and share the news with Jenna that all of this would be over soon. I couldn’t really get a handle on her, though. I still couldn’t figure out why she made me feel the way she did.

All the way back to HQ, I had butterflies in my stomach. It was like being in grade school again. After I told her the good news, I was planning on asking her if there was any way we could see each other outside of the MC after everything was said and done. I wanted to get her as far away from Igor and his drug deal as I could. I didn’t want a repeat of what had happened to Lior.

Penny for your thoughts, Angel said, and I realized how quiet I had been, absorbed in my thoughts of Jenna.

Nothing, bro, just thinking about finally taking Igor down. You know, thinking about the work ahead, I lied. I was thinking about those beautiful green eyes. I was imagining pulling her beautiful golden brown hair down and letting it spill over her delicate shoulders. I was thinking about taking her away from all of this and making her mine. I wanted more from her than just sex. She was good at it, but there was so much more to her than just her magnificent body.

You’re lying, Angel said, but I know what’s on your mind. Just be careful, kid. Remember what happened last time. Angel had a few years on me. He was an old-timer, a throwback to a rougher time, when clubs like the Crowns of Satan ruled the streets and shut other criminal elements out. He always seemed to know what was best for the MC.

The problem was that I had been reminded of what happened last time, and I wanted to forget it again. I wanted to pretend that I would be able to keep Jenna away from Igor and his men. I wanted to pretend that once all of this was over, I could whisk her off her feet. I wanted to believe that I could keep my feelings for her separate from the work I did for the MC.

The truth wasn’t nearly as neat and pretty. I’d known guys who had made it work, but a lot of times, the old ladies still ended up getting mixed up with club business. Now, for most of them, that didn’t present much of a problem. Most women who hung around bikers were cut from a similar cloth. Jenna was not. Jenna was as good as they came. She kept herself straight and followed the rules. I was sure she must have broken a few here or there, but nothing that would land her in prison for fifteen to twenty.

She certainly had no business hanging around while we beat and tortured someone for information on a rival operation. This wasn’t the life for someone like her, and I knew that if I wanted to make it work with her, I’d have to make some sort of adjustment in my life to accommodate her.

When we pulled up to the garage, it was already dark. My stomach was in knots from worrying about Jenna and our future.

Be careful with her, Angel warned again as we climbed out of the SUV.

Yeah, I learned my lesson last time, I think. I’m going to do what I can to keep this one away from what’s going down in a couple of days, I told him as we walked upstairs to the clubhouse.

I started for the stairs to the third floor to get Jenna, but Ricardo put a hand on my chest.

Hold on, bro. First, let’s celebrate, just the five of us. Just the kings, bro.

You got it. I smiled