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Series: Owens Protective Services Book 21
Author: Giulia Lagomarsino
Genre: Alpha Romantic Suspense
Release Date: August 26, 2024
Cover Design: T.E. Black Designs
Cover Model: Andrew Biernat
Cover Photographer: Wander Aguiar Photography
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It started as an obsession.One that I couldn’t contain.
It wasn’t supposed to go as far as it did, but things spun out of control.
Our lives became so intricately intertwined that there was no escaping the fact that this woman would become mine.
But she wasn’t as willing.
She ran from me.
She denied me the simple courtesy of knowing her plans.
She forced my hand when I least expected it.
And then everything fell to pieces.
Alliances were exposed.
Truths were revealed.
And in the end, only one thing was clear.
This story was bigger than the two of us.
And it was about to blow up in our faces.
“Nick! Get off your ass and help me.”
I struggled to my knees and grabbed Hugo just as he fell when Patrick released the carabiner.
“Yeah, it’s me that’s not pulling his weight.”
“Complain about it later. We have work to do.”
I hauled him over to the rolling luggage and stuffed him inside, hoping I wasn’t squishing him too badly. Not that I cared all that much. He was a bad guy. I was just zipping it closed when I heard a thunk behind me and spun around.
A figure dressed in all black had taken out Patrick from behind. I pulled my gun, but it was kicked out of my hand. The figure spun in this wild maneuver before a foot connected with my chest. I stumbled back, tripping over the luggage and falling to the ground. I jumped to my feet, tackling the guy just as he was reaching into the luggage. I tackled him from behind, but was surprised when I felt breasts.
“You’re a woman?”
She heaved, kicking me off her, using my surprise against me. I stumbled over Patrick just as he was getting to his feet. The woman pulled out a gun, firing at me just as I dove, taking Patrick with me. The bullet skimmed my arm, taking a small piece of skin with it. I hissed, rolling off Patrick as I jumped to my feet and ran hard at the woman, yanking the mask from her face.
Green eyes stared back at me, tempting me with intrigue and deception. I was so focused on those beautiful orbs that I forgot for just a second that I was supposed to be stopping her. She kneed me in the balls, making me gasp, bending over in shock.
“You didn’t have to do that,” I wheezed.
“You were stopping me.”
“Ever heard of asking politely?” I cringed.
She bent over, placing her lips right next to my ear just as I heard the snap of metal around my wrist. “Please, stay here.” Then she licked the shell of my ear and was gone. I stood but realized all too late that she’d locked me to a metal pipe attached to the wall. I jerked my hand as she opened the luggage and rifled through the man’s suit.
After pulling out what looked like a business card, she straightened the man’s shirt, then fixed his tie, spending an inordinate amount of time making sure it was perfectly straight. Then she pulled his suit jacket closed and buttoned it up.
With a grin, she looked back at me, winking as she turned and ran for the rooftop access. Her dark ponytail swung behind her as she disappeared through the door.
“What the hell is going on up there?” Chase shouted.
I glanced over at Patrick laying on his back. “Man down.”
I struggled to my knees and grabbed Hugo just as he fell when Patrick released the carabiner.
“Yeah, it’s me that’s not pulling his weight.”
“Complain about it later. We have work to do.”
I hauled him over to the rolling luggage and stuffed him inside, hoping I wasn’t squishing him too badly. Not that I cared all that much. He was a bad guy. I was just zipping it closed when I heard a thunk behind me and spun around.
A figure dressed in all black had taken out Patrick from behind. I pulled my gun, but it was kicked out of my hand. The figure spun in this wild maneuver before a foot connected with my chest. I stumbled back, tripping over the luggage and falling to the ground. I jumped to my feet, tackling the guy just as he was reaching into the luggage. I tackled him from behind, but was surprised when I felt breasts.
“You’re a woman?”
She heaved, kicking me off her, using my surprise against me. I stumbled over Patrick just as he was getting to his feet. The woman pulled out a gun, firing at me just as I dove, taking Patrick with me. The bullet skimmed my arm, taking a small piece of skin with it. I hissed, rolling off Patrick as I jumped to my feet and ran hard at the woman, yanking the mask from her face.
Green eyes stared back at me, tempting me with intrigue and deception. I was so focused on those beautiful orbs that I forgot for just a second that I was supposed to be stopping her. She kneed me in the balls, making me gasp, bending over in shock.
“You didn’t have to do that,” I wheezed.
“You were stopping me.”
“Ever heard of asking politely?” I cringed.
She bent over, placing her lips right next to my ear just as I heard the snap of metal around my wrist. “Please, stay here.” Then she licked the shell of my ear and was gone. I stood but realized all too late that she’d locked me to a metal pipe attached to the wall. I jerked my hand as she opened the luggage and rifled through the man’s suit.
After pulling out what looked like a business card, she straightened the man’s shirt, then fixed his tie, spending an inordinate amount of time making sure it was perfectly straight. Then she pulled his suit jacket closed and buttoned it up.
With a grin, she looked back at me, winking as she turned and ran for the rooftop access. Her dark ponytail swung behind her as she disappeared through the door.
“What the hell is going on up there?” Chase shouted.
I glanced over at Patrick laying on his back. “Man down.”
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I'm a stay at home mom that loves to read. Some of my favorite titles are Pride and Prejudice, Harry Potter, Lord of the Rings, and Horatio Hornblower. I started writing when I was trying to come up with suggestions on ways I could help bring in some extra money. I came up with the idea that I could donate plasma because you could earn an extra $500/month. My husband responded with, "No. Find something else. Write a blog. Write a book." I didn't think I had anything to share on blog that a thousand other mothers hadn't already thought of. I decided to take his challenge seriously and sat down to write my first book, Jack. I was surprised at how much I enjoyed writing. From there, the stories continued to flow and I haven't been able to stop. I hope my readers enjoy my books as much as I enjoy writing them. Between reading, writing, and taking care of three small kids, my days are quite full.
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