Monday, January 25, 2016

Stolen Love - Spy Games 2 by Heather Hart

Stockings & a colt '45 - just tools of the trade



Stolen Love
Spy Games Book 2-Stolen Love-HHWhen novice spy Kassie Shannon is given the chance to blow the lid off a human trafficking operation, she jumps right in, feet first. The front man for this criminal operation is a Brit called Alex Weber, a high-flying billionaire playboy with a thing for beautiful women and yachts.
Forever a champion of the neglected and abused, Kassie will do whatever it takes, including using her own body to bring this wealthy slime bag down. Knowing Alex is expected to arrive at Baltimore’s Inner Harbor, she and her partner devise a plan to flush him out into the open. She and Robert Redmond sail down in their small boat to meet Alex.
Although he is her master in the bedroom, Robert can’t help but accede to Kassie’s every whim outside it. But he has met the charming yet ruthless Alex before, and knowing what he is capable of, he fears Kassie may be in over her head.
He sets a close watch on her, but even he can’t be with her twenty-four hours a day. There is always a chance she might slip through his fingers the second his back is turned. And if the amoral, sex-trading Alex manages to get his hands on her, the love of his life could be sold and lost to him forever.
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"Time to take things to the next level." He punched in a message: Game for a little wife swapping?

He stared at the message for a second, his thumb hovering over the Send button. The message itself made him sick to his stomach, but then he thought of all the innocent women and men who just disappeared, and he steeled himself. He had a job to do. With a heartfelt sigh he hit Send. If he had to do it, might as well get it over with.

He dropped the phone on the bed and looked over to his half-eaten sandwich, but his appetite was gone. He should never have gotten into this with Kassie. She meant too much to him. It was not like he had a choice though; for a good submissive, she had a will of iron outside the bedroom.

Ping! He picked up the phone. The reply was from Alex.

Sure. Where and when?

Robert typed his response. Tonight too soon?

The reply was instant. My hotel room. Nine o'clock.

Shit. Well, it was done now. He was never going to say no. We're looking forward to it. See you then.

After he sent the message, he dropped the phone on the bed and hoisted himself up. The job sucked, but the worst was to come. He had to tell Kassie. And though she'd know this was their plan from the get-go, he still hated to tell her. Not because he thought she'd be disgusted by the idea. Worse. He was afraid she might enjoy it.


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