"What type of motivation would it take to risk your life for your country?
A sense of Nationalism?
Hope for the future?
Rane put it all on the line to save her country but can she come out of the battle unharmed?
A spy that prefers to work alone, Nick Royster’s assignment is turned upside down when his superiors sends him a personal companion. Not appreciating the need to watch someone else’s back, he attends a dinner of Salsar’s inner group. Only to learn, he has to sacrifice Rane to get the information he needs to end the war.
Rane knows the important of winning. Her family slaughtered by Salsar, this is her homeland and she plans to do whatever it takes to win her peoples’ freedom.
With everything on the line, can these two have any future together or does love and war equal heartache?
One of his hands slipped lower and toyed with the short hair covering her mound. She rocked her hips to draw his hand lower but he didn’t follow her lead. “I’m here to do whatever you want. My needs according to the companion’s creed are of little consideration.”
Nick shook his head. “So I’m the one in charge. You have to follow my lead.” The glare in his blue eyes marked his comment as more of a reference to the assignment than their sexual encounter.
Warned he wouldn’t like her on this mission, she stared back at him. Yes, he might like to work alone, but this was her homeland. He might even be close to discovering the location of the purification plant, but he didn’t have intel on Salzar as she did.
“Wherever you might go.” She dipped her head and whispered beside his ear. “All the way to hell and back if need be.”
He shifted his hands to her waist and rolled her onto her back. The weight of his chest pressed her into the mattress. “You are to follow every one of my directions precisely. I don’t have time to worry and fuss over you.”
She stiffened. The innocent statement packed a punch. He effectively tied her hands so she couldn’t do any investigation without his approval.
Unhappy about his high-handed attitude, she remembered her part in this farce and cupped her hands around his face. “And what exactly can I do for you at the moment?”
He frowned and brushed his lips lightly along her jaw. His whispered word registered seconds before his tongue traced the rim of her ear.
“Leave,” bounced around in her head.
His pleasure of making love to her body didn’t alter his desire to work this case alone.
Undeterred, she played her part and answered for the electronic devices listening to their conversation. “Oh, but I know lots of different positions. Which one would you like to try first?”
He lifted his head and stared down into her face. “You are without a doubt a challenge, but luckily I like challenges.”
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