Jealous Lumberjack

She fell into my snare. Now I won’t let her go.

Five years celibate, six-foot-eight, two hundred and eighty pounds of scarred muscle. Ex-WWE. Ex-trusting fool. Betrayed by the people I bled for, now I live alone on my mountain. A cabin, an axe, and traps to keep everyone out. No one’s supposed to cross my line.

Until she does.

A runaway, caught in my snare like a rabbit. Five-foot-five, wide-eyed, and trouble. She begs to leave, but I don’t believe a word she says. I lock the door. Pamper her. Watch her body respond to my every touch even when she swears...

She fell into my snare. Now I won’t let her go.

Five years celibate, six-foot-eight, two hundred and eighty pounds of scarred muscle. Ex-WWE. Ex-trusting fool. Betrayed by the people I bled for, now I live alone on my mountain. A cabin, an axe, and traps to keep everyone out. No one’s supposed to cross my line.

Until she does.

A runaway, caught in my snare like a rabbit. Five-foot-five, wide-eyed, and trouble. She begs to leave, but I don’t believe a word she says. I lock the door. Pamper her. Watch her body respond to my every touch even when she swears she hates me. She tries to escape. I catch her every time. Punish her in the woods until she learns she’s mine.

And the worst part? She likes it. I swore I’d never fall again. But this girl is undoing me piece by piece, making me want more than I should.

Captured. Claimed. Kept. Lily is mine and I’m never letting her go.