Warning: This story contains content which is intended for readers over the age of 18. The one person I loved most in the world was gone. What was I going to do? I had given up the last two years to take care of my mom and be with her until her last breath. She was my best friend. At twenty-one, I was going back to school. That was what she had wanted for me. I was determined to own my own company one day. It was important to her that I finish school, and I wanted to make her proud. My father had passed away before she could tell him she was pregnant. She had given up so much to raise me alone. I knew she would have done anything for me. The day after her funeral, I found a box in the attic with my name on it. She told me about the box the day before she passed, but I promised her I would wait to open it. When I opened the box, I found a letter on top. There was nothing that could have prepared me for what I was about to read. As I read the letter, tears fell from my eyes. I dropped the letter to the floor and tore through the box as I sobbed. My life would be changed forever. How could she have lied to me? How could the one person I trusted most have kept such a big secret from me? There was only one person who could answer the questions I had, and I could only think of one way to get to him. I had to get a job, and there was only one company to work for. The only thing on my mind was getting answers. One thing I didn't need were distractions. Then he came along. He was tall, built, tattooed, and oh so sexy. In a suit he looked amazing, but in jeans and a tight t-shirt he was unbelievable. Just when I thought he couldn't get any sexier, I saw him on his Harley. I was in trouble. I couldn't keep my thoughts straight. He was cocky, full of himself, and held my fate at the company in his hands. One minute I couldn't stand him, and the next I wanted him more than I had ever wanted anything. Would I be able to get the answers I desperately needed before tall, dark, and sexy turned my world upside down?