Cold Bastard

Ruthless billionaire, nerdy heroine, enemies-to-lovers

De: India Kells

Narrado por: Virtual Voice

She’s a codebreaker. He’s the one secret she can’t solve.

Zoe Somersby thought she was ready for anything. But when the brilliant codebreaker is hired to investigate the powerful and ruthless Blackwood family, she’s quickly pulled into a deadly game of secrets.
Archer Blackwood, the icy CEO of the empire she’s sent to infiltrate, makes it clear he doesn’t trust her, yet he can’t seem to stay away.

Every look, every word, every accidental touch ignites something dangerous between them.
As a bloody family war explodes around them, Zoe finds herself torn between her mission… and the man who just might be her undoing.

Cold Bastard is Book 2 of Dark Sparrow Series, a dark, emotional romantic suspense by India Kells.

If you crave:

• morally gray billionaires
• strong, clever heroines
• enemies-to-lovers tension
• steamy, high-stakes suspense
• One couple per book, HEA, no cliffhanger

Dive into Cold Bastard now and discover how love survives when trust is shattered.

***Snippet***

“You better leave now, Mr. Blackwood.”
“Why aren’t you calling me Archer, as I asked? Ellen calls me Archer. My closest colleagues use my first name.”
“First, you didn’t ask, you ordered. Second, you’re my boss. That’s self-explanatory.”
“But not here, not now. Call me Archer, Zoe.” His voice took a seductive tone, almost pleading, making her clench. “You’re stubborn, Zoe. Don’t you know what your smart mouth does to me? Never before has someone frustrated, angered, and aroused me like you do, don’t you see it?”
Knowing he was battling her defenses, she couldn’t falter. “It’s only because I resist. If I succumb, you’ll turn away and find me annoying. And that would be a mess.”
More shuffling. “You think I’m lying to you?”
Zoe bit her lip before answering. “I think there’s a reason why you make all the female staff sign that form. I signed it too, by the way. That’s a clear statement that you want to keep your distance. It doesn’t mean you don’t care, but there is something there.”
A sigh crossed the door. “Females are complicated.” The words were said with such exasperation, that Zoe burst out laughing.
“And you’re not? You’re probably sitting on the other side of my bathroom door, when you’re supposed to go buy an island, or a satellite for all I know.”
“I already have an island. Two would be over the top, don’t you think? And satellites are boring.”
And again, he made her laugh. “If you’re in need of entertainment, Chicago is full of restaurants, nightclubs and very willing, perfect, model-like women who haven’t signed your contract. That’s maybe what you should do.”
The silence stretched for a moment.
“I’m exactly where I want to be, and I won’t leave until you say my name, Zoe.”