Flawed by Timothy S. Allen

Handsome. Dark. Possessive.

The adopted son of the illustrious Hunt family.

Unlike my pedigreed adopted family with their six generations of blue blood and privilege, I have street scum running through my veins—the blood of hookers, pimps and petty thieves.

And then I met Layla Taylor.

From the very moment she waltzes into my office.

All I can see is her.

I can’t let her slip through my fingers.

I had to do something.

To please her.

To have her.

No matter how risky it is.

Including breaking my own rules.