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Würdest du einen Mörder erkennen, wenn er in deinem Haus lebt? Albträume und Schlaflosigkeit sind die ständigen Begleiter des Journalisten Dawson Scott. Bis er von einem Fall erfährt, der zur Story seines Lebens werden könnte: Ein Mann soll einen grausamen Doppelmord an seiner Frau und deren Geliebten verübt haben. Scott erhält einen entscheidenden Hinweis: Eines der Opfer, Jeremy Wesson, soll der Sohn eines Terroristenpaares sein, das nie gefasst wurde. Auf eigene Faust beginnt Scott zu ermitteln und versucht, über die attraktive Amelia Nolan, Jeremys Exfrau, an Informationen zu gelangen. Was er schließlich aufdeckt, ist mehr als erschreckend.

Scarred on the inside and the outside, Valentina has spent the majority of her life living and working online. Online, no one can see her, so she can be whoever she wants to be, do whatever she wants to do… love whoever she wants to love. And she fell hard for the sexy thirst trap behind the devil mask. He's smart, sensual, and flirtatious, but also sweet, funny, and he makes her feel seen for the first time ever. But… he's never actually seen her. And it's better that way; someone as beautiful as him would never want to be with someone like her. Right?

My life has been served to me on a gold platter to be devoured by my silver spoon. My father has made sure I become a part of The Elite Seven. Where most candidates are chosen, I was given my place. Everything comes at a price, though. Luckily, I can afford any price - no one has more money than God. The Elite Seven have their initiations. My task is personal and beneath me - steal a car and send a warning. My task makes an ugly turn and I nearly take a life. Yet when she finally opens those big, innocent brown eyes, I realize I've found what I've been searching for my entire life.

I thought I had survived the kings’ games. I thought I had finally emerged victorious. I was wrong. Reeling from the disappearance of one of my mates, I must fight harder and smarter than ever before.

My sin is gluttony and indulgence—and I'm going to indulge in my boss. He's a caramel-skinned, hard-bodied, alpha, and his smile makes my knees weak. He's been giving me dark, lustful eyes for months now. I think it's time to see where this is going to lead. The office may have a no fraternization rule, but I won’t tell if he won’t.