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    Tangled with the Boxer: A Beatdown and Bent Over Romance, #2
    Tangled with the Boxer: A Beatdown and Bent Over Romance, #2
    Tangled with the Boxer: A Beatdown and Bent Over Romance, #2
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    Tangled with the Boxer: A Beatdown and Bent Over Romance, #2

    By Kathryn Thomas

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    Tangled with the Boxer is book 2 of A Beatdown and Bent Over Romance trilogy. Book 3, Tangled with the Warrior, is available everywhere now!

    I thought my life couldn't possibly get worse. Then I met him.

    He doesn't care that I'm a single mom struggling to keep my head afloat to provide for my daughter, that my life has no room for a washed-up MMA fighter, that the last thing I need in my life is a bad boy—an arrogant, womanizing, wrong-in-all-the-right-ways bad boy.

    He thinks that just because he's hired me to keep his house in order, that I'm his to boss around.

    He thinks he knows me, knows what I want, what I crave, what I fantasize about.

    He thinks I'm his to enjoy. That he's going to make me beg and scream.

    The worst part of it all? I think he might be right.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublishereBook Publishing World
    Release dateJan 14, 2019
    ISBN9781386667100
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      Tangled with the Boxer: A Bad Boy MMA Fighter Romance (Beatdown & Bent Over Book 2)

      By Kathryn Thomas

      I thought my life couldn’t possibly get worse. Then I met him.

      HE DOESN’T CARE THAT I’m a single mom struggling to keep my head afloat to provide for my daughter, that my life has no room for a washed-up MMA fighter, that the last thing I need in my life is a bad boy—an arrogant, womanizing, wrong-in-all-the-right-ways bad boy.

      He thinks that just because he’s hired me to keep his house in order, that I’m his to boss around.

      He thinks he knows me, knows what I want, what I crave, what I fantasize about.

      He thinks I’m his to enjoy. That he’s going to make me beg and scream.

      The worst part of it all? I think he might be right.

      CHAPTER 1

      Leo crumbled the brown envelope in his hands as he attempted to figure out what his next moves were. Jonathan and him were not on speaking terms ever since he invited Bailey, his former maid, back to live with him. His agent was still suspicious that she was the thief her great-aunt had accused her of being and had refused to answer Leo’s few phone calls since the day he went chasing after her.

      Now, Leo had finally gotten the package he had expected to come, and he wasn’t sure what to do. This was something that Jonathan had always handled in the past.

      Hey, Bailey? he called to the mousey brown-haired woman lounging on the side of his black leather couch. She turned his way, her blue eyes lighting up with a smile just for him. He made an excuse. Mail’s on the table, so you know. There’s—uh—there’s something there for you. But I have to go give my trainer a call. I want to see if he can come in next week to start working out. I’ll be in the upstairs office.

      He hated lying to her. When he had finally convinced her to move in with him, they both had made promises to remain honest with each other at all time, especially as Leo attempted to finally sober up in earnest. Yet here he was, a week into his recovery (led almost entirely by Bailey), and he was already sneaking out to his office to conceal his actions. These guilty pangs were rather new to him—lying always seemed almost like second nature—but he simply couldn’t escape the feeling that what he was doing could put their new relationship in jeopardy.

      Okay, Leo. I’ll start dinner. Steak sandwiches sound okay? Bailey stretched her arms out wide and shook out her legs. It had been a while since she had taken a day off. Relaxing on Leo’s couch as they watched movies together made her feel something completely different—almost normal.

      She thought of their long nights together, her nude form enveloped in his, almost holding on for dear life—as if they had each finally found something worth holding onto. She smiled warmly as she thought of the fire between them, the heat... his hands pulling her hair, his hard, muscular body slamming against her breasts, his rough, unsubtle hands wrapping almost entirely around her slender waist as she gave herself to him. She loved letting him take her however he asked. He knew far more than she did, and she was always the willing student. But in spite of his great experience, it was she who always wanted another round with him.

      Leo nodded and then turned and raced up the stairs. His feet couldn’t catch the stairs fast enough. He slipped into the office, closing the door behind him. The old room belonged to his father. He hadn’t dared enter since Bailey arrived. But she had convinced him to remove the white sheets from the room and open the drapes once more. The mahogany desk in the center of the room almost shone in the natural light from the large rectangular window. He sat down in the leather armchair and pulled out his phone. He dialed Jonathan’s cell first and then tried his office number.

      A woman with a squeaky voice answered. Jeannie? It’s Leo Connelly. Is Jonathan in?

      Mr. Winters is in a meeting now. He’ll be out all day, Mr. Connelly. Leo could tell she was lying. He had called the office enough times to know that Jeannie always patched him through, even when he was busy or with another client.

      Jeannie, that’s bullshit. Please put me through. It’s an emergency. Leo tried not to raise his voice to the woman, but his frustration was mounting.

      He heard a click as the phone went to the sounds of the on-hold music. Leo stood up as he paced, waiting for someone to return back to the line. His eyes glanced to the topless woman in the photograph. She was as fuckable as the day it was taken, but it didn’t matter what she looked like. It was what else was in the picture he was concerned over.

      When the phone clicked over once more, he was surprised to not hear Jeannie’s voice. You don’t know how to take a hint, do you? Jonathan was irritated. He had wanted nothing to do with Leo until he had calmed down. But apparently, he was going to have to deal with him now. What the hell did you do now? Is the maid still alive?

      Funny, Jonathan. She’s still here, and she’s not my maid anymore.

      Yeah, sure. Okay. When you’re done screwing the help, I’m ready to be your agent again. Got it, Leo? Jonathan had had plenty of clients attempt to start relationships with their maids or assistants. From his experience, it had never worked out and he was forced to pay off the majority of them to keep them out of the press.

      Listen. I got an envelope in the mail today. No return address. Just a note and a picture of me and Layana on that boat in the Atlantic. There’s a timestamp in the corner. Leo knew Jonathan would catch on. The other line went silent as his agent tried to piece it together. Leo pulled out the note and began to read out loud the scribbled cursive letter:

      Dear Mr. Connelly,

      We’re sure the courts or the Commissioner wouldn’t be too happy to see this or the other 20 photos we have. $5 million in 20 days, or we send to the prosecutor. Call 555-674-9099 to make arrangements.

      Please tell me you didn’t call that number, Jonathan’s voice had peaked.

      No. I called you right away. I didn’t know what else to do.

      Meet me at my condo on Tenth Street tomorrow. We’ll talk there. I don’t want to try to hash this out over the phone.

      The two hung up as Leo raced out of the office, down the stairs, and to the main entryway. Without looking towards the living space, he called out towards Bailey to let her know he was going out for a bit. He used his trainer as an excuse again. It was just another lie in his new tally. But he needed to get out of his mansion. He needed to calm himself down before he was driven to drink from the stress. He knew that any bit of anger or anxiety would drive him off the edge. He couldn’t bear to let Bailey see it happen.

      Instead, he would go on a run. He hadn’t forced himself to workout in years, let alone go on a run around the grounds. However, he could think of nothing that would lower his stress other than finding the photographer blackmailing him and punching his lights out. This was going to have to do.

      Leo grabbed an old pair of sneakers from a hallway closet and opened the door to the fresh morning air. His feet could barely touch the ground as he began to jog. The wind rustled through his hair, the sun beat down. And soon, the memories from that day in the ocean floated back to him as his pace picked up...

      Leo held her tightly in his muscular, bare arms. The sun glistened down on their tan skin as he pulled her impossibly closer. Almost every part of their bodies intertwined in a weave of flesh and bone. Leo longed to envelope her, to feel her from the inside. She was almost everything he imagined her to be. And now that he had her there, on his boat, far away from the noise and the mess of the world they left behind, she was his to do what he may.

      Her brown hair whipped back and forth against her naked back as the wind tossed it back and forth. Leo held the strands in place as she slowly untied her swimsuit top halter straps from behind her neck. The fabric inched down her body as she moved to the ties around her back. When she removed the knot, she took the top and threw it to the side. Both laughed

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