I thrust forward, but he only moves so much. His large hand pushed into my mid-riff stations me completely. I feel the fabric of my dress spike up as the scent of leather and gunpowder swarm me. I don't try to get free of him.
No. Instead I study him. His tall, ripped body thrumming with unbound power. An ancient anger always shimmering in those silver eyes, hands dripping grace and experience. Patience and a killing calm.
He's not just some huge drug lord. Or a man with a strong cartels.
His body is a of a warrior, mind of a killer, eyes of a thief and mouth of a lover.
He's the perfect, alluring image of death.
Beauty, brains, and bullets: Ava Steele is the perfect killing machine.
After the night of her parents' murder, fifteen year old Ava was on her own, torn to the root. But that didn't stop her from getting into 'Pandora' after her parents. And when she did, her life changed. Sorrow turned into a scar, a taunting halo of rage that consumed all men responsible. But she had a new family and a new life. Alas, things don't always stay peaceful. After all the members of 'Pandora' are kidnapped, she's on the run.
Then William Chevalier happens; the most shady mafia man, tells her that he'll protect her. Yeah, right. But things start to change. Betrayal takes root. And as charming as William is, Ava's mind is unable to tell enemy from friend. She's forced to choose between the people she loves. And her growing feelings for William don't help.
In a world of deception, where does the truth lie?