Chapter 86

One minute, the daunting cyborg sat in his chair, trying to convince her he was a monster. The next, he'd dragged her onto his desk and kissed her.

Surprised by his rapid action, it took Riley a moment to process it. Her body, however, immediately enjoyed it. Despite the situation, she'd found herself attracted to the cyborg the moment she'd stepped into his space.

Sure, he appeared intimidating. What man wouldn't? Towering about six and a half feet with muscles a steroid user would envy and a gruff attitude to put any prison warden to shame. Yet, the more they spoke, him trying to shock her with his bluntness and violent outlook, the more she saw the man within. A male who'd been dealt a harsh hand, who didn't trust, who dealt with situations the only way he knew how-with violence. And yet, this cyborg, this man who wanted her to see him as a brutal killer, had saved her and the others, treating them with more respect than the so-called humans he reviled.