Dark Heart

Nice guys finish last. Words I live by. In my world, it pays to be the bad guy...and I'm very good at being bad.
I have a thriving business built on blood, sweat and tears-literally. Underground fights are my bread and butter, and no one interferes with that if they know what's good for them.
Not even some expensive-looking blonde, with dark blue eyes and a mouth that doesn't know when to stop.
Babysitting Lela Morgan starts out as a favour to a "friend," but the longer I'm forced to look out for her, the harder it is to keep my hands to myself.
And the more I want her, the crueller my words become. But in my dangerous world I cannot afford to be seen to be going soft.
For the first time in my life, I'm close to losing control. The harder I push her away, the harder she pushes my buttons.
But she's tougher than she looks, and she's not going down without a fight.
Could it be that enemies make the best lovers?