Lawbreaker (Book 2): War Hawks MC, #2

By Claire St. Rose

This is book 2 of the War Hawks MC romance series! Book 3 is available everywhere now!

He broke my body, stole my heart, and left me to suffer… or did he?

My work was all I had in my life.

No dreams. No family. No prospects. Nothing to show for it. As long as I came back with my paycheck, I could at least try to keep up with pretending.

Then Tarek came along…

And everything I'd worked for turned to dust.

He was everything I wasn't and everything I wanted.

Every touch, every look pulled me in deeper, promising me pleasures I had only ever fantasized of.

But he also promised danger.

It came with the territory of who he was.

A biker contract killer in my bed?

Not a recipe for peace and quiet.

But what seemed at first like a miraculous escape from my miserable life has become a nightmare of blood and violence.

His enemies are after us.

After ME.

Tarek's kiss is the only reason I haven't run screaming for the hills.

I know it can't last.

But when I feel his strong hands hold me, I can't help asking myself:

…Can it?

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Is this bad boy biker the answer to Annie's dreams, or the beginning of her worst nightmare? Either way, you know that this bad boy MC romance will blow you away with steamy sex and action that will make your jaw drop. For all fans of alpha male biker romance, make sure you get your hands on LAWBREAKER – this motorcycle club romance series is one you don't want to miss

• Language: English
• Publisher: eBook Publishing World
• Release date: Dec 14, 2019
• ISBN: 9781393012856

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Lawbreaker: A Motorcycle Club Romance (War Hawks MC Book 2)

By Claire St. Rose

He broke my body, stole my heart, and left me to suffer... or did he?

MY WORK WAS ALL I HAD in my life.

No dreams. No family. No prospects. Nothing to show for it. As long as I came back with my paycheck, I could at least try to keep up with pretending.

Then Tarek came along...

And everything I’d worked for turned to dust.

He was everything I wasn’t and everything I wanted.

Every touch, every look pulled me in deeper, promising me pleasures I had only ever fantasized of.

But he also promised danger.

It came with the territory of who he was.

A biker contract killer in my bed?

Not a recipe for peace and quiet.

But what seemed at first like a miraculous escape from my miserable life has become a nightmare of blood and violence.

His enemies are after us.

After ME.

Tarek’s kiss is the only reason I haven’t run screaming for the hills.

I know it can’t last.

But when I feel his strong hands hold me, I can’t help asking myself:

...Can it?

Chapter 1

Tarek

M y boss is Graham Stevens , he was the executive chef at several hotels before opening his own catering company, Graham’s Crumbs. Is his name familiar to you at all? Annie asked me.

Not really, I replied honestly. I have heard of him, but nothing that you haven’t already said. Less than what you have said, in fact. Until you just told me all that, I just knew he was a guy in food. For all I cared, he could have been a TV chef.

Surprisingly enough, he auditioned for a few things, but was never chosen, I said.

It was true. There were two things anyone who knew of Graham Stevens knew about him. The first was that he loved food and took it seriously. The second was that he loved himself and took himself seriously. Every success was owed to him, and every failure was someone else’s fault.

His food really was phenomenal, though.

I don’t watch a lot of TV. It feels like watching other people have experiences I could go out and have for myself, he replied, unimpressed. So, how does he know Perry Hamilton? Considering their fields, it seems unlikely their paths would cross.

It does, but Mr. Hamilton has been a long standing friend and client of Graham’s. He made the recommendation of Graham’s services to the committee for the gala, Annie said before wrinkling her face in a confused manner. If Graham and Perry Hamilton are close, why would Hamilton send Graham to an event he intends to have his men attack?

I shrugged and shook my head, not seeing the logic either.

Does Perry Hamilton use your company’s services a lot? I asked.

Annie nodded fervently.

Sure, all the time. He is one of our best clients. I’ve even served him once or twice, she said. He actually seemed pretty nice, so it’s strange to think of him being at the head of all that we have gone through the past few days.

If our time together teaches you anything, let it be that you can’t judge any book by its cover, I reminded her.

Don’t worry. I have definitely learned that lesson. I have also learned every book has multiple interpretations, Annie agreed. If Perry Hamilton really is a bad guy, I should probably warn Graham. He’s a narcissist, but he’s not bad deep down at heart. I’ve worked for him a few years now, so I think I can, at least, be a decent judge of that.

I thought about it for a moment but agreed.

We can visit him. I would like to speak with him as well if he doesn’t mind, I said, beginning to have a better idea what may be going on.

Maybe Mr. Hamilton’s men used Graham and our staff access somehow to get in the other night. Service entrances and halls access a variety of places that could probably be handy in planning an attack, or worse, Annie said, beginning to look worried. What if things have been going on around me this entire time, right under my nose? What if Graham is being manipulated somehow? He has seemed strange lately.

We will figure it all out. I promised I wouldn’t let anything happen to you, I said reassuringly. If your boss is in any kind of danger, we will try to help him too. First, we need to make sure he is not involved. If he is, we need to see how much he knows.

Okay, so are we headed back to the city then? she asked me.

She looked worried but determined. Her expression was much like when she saved me the night of the gala. There was a certain understanding that life was in her hands.

Everything is going to be fine, I said, as much for my sake as for hers.

She gave me a small smile and finished the rest of her coffee, placing the cup in the sink when she finished. With a few minor preparations, we were quickly ready to make the ride from Long Island back to Manhattan. It was lunchtime when we arrived, so we grabbed a meal at a food truck before making our way to the apartment in Midtown West, Hell’s Kitchen.

I’m surprised your boss would have a house in this area, Annie said when I punched in the code for the parking garage.

I don’t see why. This is the Diamond District. Business is done here, I replied.

We left the bike and entered the building from the back, taking an elevator up several flights.

No penthouse this time? she asked.

The balcony view here is better, so I’m told, I replied, once we were upstairs settling in. I was thinking about what you said earlier.

What I said? Annie asked. What did I say? I thought we were going to meet with Graham?

We will, but I want to talk to you more about this guy before we meet. I need to be certain that his friendship with Hamilton isn’t covering something else, I admitted.

What? Like the arrangement you have with your friend, who is also your boss in some capacity? she asked, goading me a little.

"Well, yeah. I still think it’s possible he had a hand in the events at the gala, especially since you said he has catered events for Hamilton before. Maybe you never noticed anything, and somehow you and I have never had our paths cross, but I know that Perry Hamilton