Our club needs an entertainer, and this violinist is good . . . better than good, with that curvy body of hers. Add to it her fighter’s spirit, and it’s love at first sight. Nothing will stop me from claiming her . . . but there’s one small problem. Marissa may not want to be mine when she realizes I’m the president of the Hailstorm Brothers, a club with a reputation for being nothing more than low-life criminals.