Wifed by a Hustla

Wifed-by-a-Hustla

I was supposed to play nanny.
Not fall in love with a hustla.

Gerald “Tank” Rodgers rides in luxury cars, wears tailored suits, and his street cred stops thugs in their tracks.

Everyone warns me about accepting a job with him.

But once I’m living under Tank’s roof his distant smoky eyes, tatted body, and sultry voice awakens the woman in me.

I ignore my desires and focus on caring for his son.

Then Tank returns home with bloody knuckles and rage in his eyes.

He crawls into my bed and I lose myself in him.

Forgetting…

He’s older, my boss, and a man with too many secrets.

I don’t know whether to run or give him my heart.

As if I even have a choice…

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