A G Henderson

Owned by a Sinner A G Henderson

Creed
If I was a good man, hell, even a decent one, I would've let her go.
But I wasn't.
I was born a Sinner, the worst of us all. It took all that and more to build a thriving empire among outlaws.
But I wasn't ashamed.
No, I reveled in it. There was no room for mercy at the top.
Especially not for the sister of a man who had betrayed me. A man I once trusted with my life.
Caitlin was mine. Nothing in all of creation was going to change that. Mine to taste. Mine to claim.
Mine. To. Own.
This novella contains insta-love, a domineering biker and a guaranteed HEA. Warning: graphic violence and explicit situations contained within.