Indestructible

When Jack, Tavos Santos’ head of security, sees Renata, he knows she’s a threat. The blue-eyed Spanish beauty makes every nerve ending tingle.

Now he has to figure out if the threat is to his Boss or to his heart.

EXCERPT

She scanned the hallway. Although it was two in the morning, every light was on. There wasn’t a single shadow to hide in. The sensors were there, and there, and there. There were gaps in the coverage. Small, but enough. She counted as the cameras swept the area. A timing error. Right… there.

            She smiled. She could do this. She’d done this before. She counted, waiting for the camera to rotate, contracted her body, and—

            “Don’t even think about it.” A deep voice, a door frame away.

            Renata relaxed against the door. Jack must have been standing there the entire time, she hadn’t heard him approach. Tenacious, determined. She smiled. Like her. She would have done the same.

What to do now? He killed the plan for tonight, but she might be able to buy herself another opportunity. If she used all the weapons in her arsenal.

“Jack.” The deep throaty sexiness was no act. He was the best and she wanted him. When this was done, she would have him. “You waited up for me.” 

            “I told you I’d be watching you.” He stepped out into the hall, large and lean and very, very angry.

            “Are you?” She ran her fingers down her neck, over her chest, his gaze following. “Watching? Do you like what you see?”

            He stood so close, she felt his body heat. She could reach out and— “I called your references, Renata.”

Damn. Right when she thought she couldn’t want him more, he had to smite her with his intelligence. “They said

good things, I hope.” She licked her bottom lip.

            His brown eyes darkened. “I pulled their credit reports.”

            Luckily she had ensured they had credit reports. “They have big houses, fancy cars.” Everything a maid would know. She arched against the door, hands spread on the wood.

“I asked them questions.” He grasped the frame, trapping her in between himself and the door. “They didn’t remember their own birthdays, Renata.”

            She should have paid for more brain cells. “They’re older, they get confused.” She tilted her face up to his, opening her mouth slightly.

            “Are they? Not according to their birth dates.” He leaned in closer. He smelled of citrus, sandalwood, man and vengeance. “You’re coming with me.” His hand lashed out, lightning fast.

            Not fast enough. Renata dodged, ducking under his arm. “I’m not going with you, Jack. Not yet.” Later, he could take her anywhere he wanted. “This is between me and your boss.”

            “Like hell it is.” Jack glowered at the woman poised on the tiled floor, hating himself, and her, for what he had to do. There was no choice. She was a security risk and he’d deal with her. The only way an assassin such as her could be dealt with. “There’s no escape, Renata. You’ll never get off the compound alive but if you cooperate, I'll make this painless.”

            "Painless?" Those rare, beautiful eyes glittered.

            She'd have to die. He knew that. She knew that. Jack didn't bother answering.