Saul

Saul won't stop until he owns all of me. I'm already sick of this podunk Texas town. But I'm a movie star, not a hillbilly. At least, that's what I used to think. Until Saul showed me what I really am: his property. He was just another faceless muscle man on set. Keep pedestrians out of the shot, beat back the paparazzi — that kind of thing. Normally, I wouldn't bat an eye. But Saul was different. He wasn't just muscle — although he definitely had plenty of that. He wasn't just tough — although one look from his steely eyes had me trembling. He was so much more. He was either a monster or an angel. A sinner or a saint. He's going to either bend me over his knee and break me completely...Or make me fall for a man I never meant to notice. But one way or another, Saul is going to make me his.