Author: brittanimari

Clint Marino wasn’t the definition of a perfect catch. He was damaged, cruel…and carried the reputation of being many people’s worst nightmare. So how had he come into my life? Simple. I was a job he needed to complete. But somewhere along the way, things became disjointed, confused. I found myself holding onto him instead of running away. Did that make me naïve? More than likely. But after … likely. But after learning his weakness, I wanted to fix it. Seeing the blatant pain he tried to hide, I had an overwhelming desire to help. I soon became enthralled, addicted…