Torn, Deep 8 series by Kenzie Macallan is LIVE!
BLURB:
A hidden agenda lurks behind every friendly face, making trust a dangerous gamble.
She saves others to redeem herself from her past mistakes. He must rescue his father before it’s too late. Uncovering the truth could cost them their lives, but love is their only anchor.
Roger Bane, a daring black ops agent, thrives on the adrenaline of working in the shadows. When his ambassador father gets kidnapped during a public event, he’s forced to team up with his security detail, a woman who’s hiding a secret. But as he delves deeper, he realizes the players in this game aren’t who they seem. He’s torn between his attraction to her and uncovering the truth about her past.
Harlow Pierce, a fearless ASIO agent, confronts danger head-on with unyielding determination. When the diplomat she’s sworn to protect disappears, she embarks on a high-stakes mission to rescue him. She’s hoping he has answers about her father’s murder. But her plans shatter when she’s forced to work with his son, Roger. Her carefully constructed lies crumble as she battles against their undeniable chemistry.
As Roger and Harlow piece together the intricate puzzle for his father’s release, their growing attraction becomes a dangerous distraction. Harlow struggles with her past and the brutal truth about her father, while Roger battles the deep connection he feels for her. Their fiery passion threatens to consume them even as it becomes their greatest source of strength.
As a deadly conspiracy simmers and a web of deceit threatens to engulf them, can they untangle the lies and trust each other enough to face the ultimate enemy?
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EXCERPT:
“I’ll second that. Come here,” I command, pointing to the space between my legs.
Her lids fall closed halfway, striding toward me as if tethered by an invisible force. She stands between my legs, with her hands on her hips, warring with herself on what she should do.
“This isn’t a challenge.” My fingers start at the back of her knees, running up her thighs and under her skirt. I grab her ass and pull her toward me, so my face is buried in between her legs.
I want to know her, smell her, taste her without denying myself, without worrying if I’m good enough for her. We need to get lost in each other, to escape the tornado pulling our worlds apart.
As I stand up, our bodies rub against each other, creating sparks. I cradle her face in my hands. Her eyes are wild, trying to guess my next move, but it’s something unexpected. “I don’t want you like this, and I know you can’t wait to get out of those clothes and wash your face. This isn’t you. You are playing a part. Believe me, I know good acting when I see it.”
My lips brush against hers as I deepen it by sucking and biting on her lips. Small moans come from her, but I know she’s not surrendering. “We can’t do this. It will jeopardize everything.” Her breath is shallow.
I grab her hair and pull her head back, so we’re face-to-face. “When has there been another time you’ve felt this pull to someone? I would venture to guess never.”
She holds my gaze. “Someone is overconfident. What makes you think you’re so special?” She bites back to convince herself more than me.
“I’m a trained actor. I watch people like a hawk and pick up their nuances. I know your tells. When you’re nervous you tug at your ponytail, when you’re feeling in control you smile a lot, and right now, you’re not sure what to think because I just called your bluff.”
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