Alexx Andria
Caged
The Underground

Caged The Underground

Alexx Andria2018
Damon McAvoyI gave up my gloves, but I'm looking at the fight of my life...When I see the thugs drag the gorgeous red-head to the back rooms, I know just what was going to go down. Ugly things. In a moment of white-hot, protective rage, I step in, not only to rescue the innocent girl, but to carry her off. Then I find out a bad man wants the little spit-fire and he's willing to pay a fortune. Too bad. This big bad wolf has plans for Little Red. Plans of her writhing beneath me, silken thighs clasped around my hips and my name on her lush lips. Her sweet curves were made just for me. Someone wants to fight me for her? That's fine. Bring it. I was born to brawl...EXCERPT:There was nothing about Damon that turned my head. Uneducated block of man meat. All he knew was swinging fists and training until he fell into his bed. I'd seen enough of his kind hanging around the gym, their eyes sharp as sharks but their heads full of sawdust. Well, I wasn't looking for a relationship, least of all with someone like him. But that big, dumb blockhead could save my ass.I wiped at the tear that somehow found its way down my cheek. I smiled at the drop perched on my fingertip. I wasn't crying because I was sad.I wasn't mired in hopelessness like before. I wasn't driven by panic. No, this was something entirely different. This emotion was wild, reckless and blood-thirsty. And I embraced it with all the abandon that only the truly damned could appreciate.I was crying because for the first time since Tommy died, I saw a way to avenge my brother's death and put Davonte behind me for good. I saw a future free of The Underground and everything it stood for.I saw me, shaking off the grip that Detroit had on my throat. I saw hope. Now, I just needed a plan. And a metric shit-ton of luck.******Author's Note: This is a gritty, dark romance with rough situations and a reluctant hero but a definite happily-ever-after. No cliffhangers, either. Enjoy!
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