Since aging out of the foster care system and becoming a nurse, all I dreamed of was marrying a nice doctor and moving to a yellow two-story house in the suburbs. So how did a dangerous biker gang criminal end up handcuffed to my bed? And why did I agree to let that animal teach me how to...ahem...do things. Wicked things. In the very same bed he’s been handcuffed to in order to keep me safe? Long story. And it didn’t end well. Now it’s time to marry my doctor fiancé and make all my former foster kid dreams come true. But who do I spot at the back of the church after I walk down the aisle to join with my perfect groom in marriage? That dangerous MC. His ice-cold eyes are blazing with rage. And this time he’s totally unchained. Gulp. It’s not such a nice day for a white wedding after all. I’m not even one-percent sure I’m going to get out of this one with my heart--or my soul--intact.
