Whether Sophie Fuentes wants to admit it or not, her life has irrevocably changed ever since undercover DEA agent Max Romano blew into it. And now that she knows the truth about who he really is, everything has changed all over again. Nothing is as she thought it was. There is no one left she can trust. All she knows for sure is that she wants nothing at all to do with Max and his lies.
Max knows he screwed up majorly with Sophie. But he’s not about to let her shut him out, not when her very life is in danger. She can yell at him, she can hate him, but she can’t deny the way her body responds to him. It might be wrong, but he’s going to use the passion that burns so brightly between them to his advantage. He’ll push her to the brink of her desire until she has no choice but to forgive him.
Their fire burns hotter than ever.
The stakes have never been higher.
The danger has never been deadlier.
But what scares Max the most is that he has no idea what’s coming for them next.
**This is a SHORT story series. Each volume is a short story serial and is an average of 30,000 words. This is NOT a full-length novel series.**
Sophie
Max pierces me with that killing gaze again. “I need to talk to you.”
I see Ian shoot his partner a warning glare out of the corner of my eye. I shake my head. “No, thanks.”
Max slowly shakes his head. “I wasn’t asking.”
Before I can refuse again, he not-so-calmly stalks forward, takes my arm, and hauls me through the back door. My temper is about to reach a boiling point by the time he pins me against the siding of the house.
I shove against his chest, though it doesn’t do much. “Back off, Max. I think you’ve reached your manhandling quota for the evening, don’t you?”
“Enough, Sophie. I know you don’t trust me, I know you think everything that happened between us was a lie, and I know you won’t forgive me. But right now, I’m just trying to do my damn job.”
I don’t want his words to hurt, but ay, they do.
“That’s right. I was just a job to you all along, wasn’t I?”
His features twist. “You fucking know you aren’t. You never were.”
“Then what was I?”
He presses his palms against the siding, caging me between his muscular arms. “You were a complication.”
I feel my eyes bug out of my skull, and I shove him hard. “You are a complete—”
He grabs both of my wrists with one hand, stilling me. “A complication I didn’t ignore, like I should have. Don’t you get it? I should have left you alone, Sophie. But I pursued you and got involved anyway, to the detriment of my investigation. I should have already been fired for some of the shit I’ve done over the past few days. But I couldn’t stay away from you. That had nothing to do with my job.”
I narrow my eyes. “That’s bullshit. You knew I had something on Diego. You kept me around, working your angle to see if you could get me to spill because it benefitted you. Then you got even more than you bargained for with what you heard on that yacht, and now you have to keep me around.”
“Believe me, if I’d had even the slightest idea what it was you were hiding, I would have locked you away in a safe house in fucking Nova Scotia the moment I met you.” His forehead creases. “I may have wanted to fuck you from the first second I saw you, but I want to keep you alive above all else. My feelings for you wouldn’t have mattered if I’d known the truth about what you saw that night from the beginning. I would have pawned you off on someone else and let you go in order to keep you safe.”
I can’t hear that he has feelings for me. Can’t allow myself to become convinced that it’s the truth and not just more lies.
“Is that supposed to ingratiate yourself to me?” I challenge. “You admitting you would have sacrificed your supposed feelings if it had been safer for me?”
He absently caresses the back of my hand with his thumb. “I think deep down you know it’s true. I think that even though you might be conflicted, you can work out a lot of my lies from the truth for yourself. Because you know me, Sophie. Even though you didn’t know my real name and occupation until this morning, you know me.”
More lies.
I have no idea who he is. The man who loaned my little sister his dog and learned how to cook from his head-over-heels in love parents is a falsity. The man who fits me so well when we dance, who showed me the kind of passion that comes along maybe once in a lifetime, who made me fall desperately in love with him, is a figment of my imagination. He doesn’t exist. He’s just a nameless figure trapped somewhere in the limbo of my mind.
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Salsa (n): a sultry, dynamic dance with smooth, fluid movements; usually an introduction to other Latin dances
All Sophie Fuentes wants to do is lead a normal life and take care of her family. That’s kind of hard to do, though, when she’s forced to work for a drug cartel and the boss is Satan himself. Undercover DEA agent Max Romano doesn’t see Sophie coming. His assignment is to bring down Miami’s most dangerous drug lord…not to become obsessed with the feisty dancer at the cartel's underground nightclub. She’s in danger. He vows to protect her. The only problem is…he’s been lying to her from the beginning. She doesn’t have a clue who he really is, and he can’t tell her because she’s the key to his investigation. But he’ll do anything to keep her safe. Even hold her hostage. **This is a SHORT story series. Each volume is a short story serial and is an average of 30,000 words. This is NOT a full-length novel series.** |
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Tango (n): a dance characterized by drama, attitude, and passion with a provocative rhythm
Protecting her family is the most important thing in the world to Sophie Fuentes. Which is why she’s not going to let LA drug boss Max Ramirez run roughshod over her. He wants to hold her captive in his penthouse suite and use her for his own pleasure like some sort of play thing? Fine. She doesn’t have much of a choice. But he should be careful what he wishes for. Undercover DEA agent Max Romano is quickly losing control of the situation with Sophie. He needs the information she has on her cartel boss in order to lock him up for good. But his undeniable lust for her is getting in the way of his job. Not to mention the guilt he feels for lying to her about everything. He told himself to stay away from her. Told himself to focus on the job. But now it’s too late. Because he’s already in too deep. And the more he uncovers about Sophie's boss and her own past, the more Max realizes just how much danger he's already put her in. **This is a SHORT story series. Each volume is a short story serial and is an average of 30,000 words. This is NOT a full-length novel series.** |
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Rumba (n): the dance of love, a tale of passion,
the ultimate romantic connection between two people Sophie Fuentes is supposed to be getting her family out of Miami. She is not supposed to be falling head over heels in lust—or is it love?—with LA drug boss, Max Ramirez. Especially not when she can’t tell if he’s an angel sent to save her, or the devil sent to destroy her. Undercover DEA agent Max Romano wants Sophie’s secrets. All of them. And not just for his investigation. The more he knows about her, the better he can protect her from the dangers that threaten her. The only problem is, he’s not ready for her to learn all of his secrets. And when she finally discovers the truth behind all of his lies, his entire world explodes into chaos. |
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