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I’m not looking for love, and definitely not if it means leaving a witness.
But her heart’s in my sights the first time I see her. Her lips are my next target, and her soft curves spell danger. I must have her, spread her open and spear the whole of her heart.
First, I must save her, witness or not. No time to explain, I have ninety minutes to get this done.
I have to have her, to take her and make her safe. And make her mine, completely. Whatever it takes, I will claim her.
THERE’S A KILLER IN TOWN, an older man with a ruthless streak a foot long and a fist thick. And I’m about to discover how closely he’s watching me.
I’m sent to wait alone on the quayside, to finalize a dirty money deal. I know I’m out of my depth. A strange Russian voice calls, a voice dripping with sin. He tells me I’m in danger. I have to get away. He tells me to run.
Do I run, or do I stay? Either way, I risk having the devil inside of me.
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