Smoke

Where there's smoke, there's fire.

I've always known that my father is an important man in a shadowy world.
I just never expected the danger to catch up to him.

The last time I saw him, he covertly slid me an address.
"If something happens to me, go here. They'll help you," he said.

That 'something' turns out to be three men with guns and a taser, stalking me through the French Quarter.
I manage to evade them, but when I can't get ahold of my father, I know something's amiss.

Doing as he ordered, I go to the address he gave me.
Only this place isn't a safe haven, but a house full of sinners.

Bryson. Dangerous and scarred. The first time we met, he yanked my hair and told me I needed to be his good girl and get on my knees.

Asher. My golden-haired Viking. He broke my heart in Rio and salted the wound with his betrayal when I learn he's always known who I am.

Knox. The man with the face of an Angel, the mouth of a Devil, and a body made for sin. He is temptation in its purest form. How can a girl resist?

The three of them work for my father's company.
They are cutthroat mercenaries with black souls and hungry eyes who know all the ways to kill a man.

Despite the attraction between us, they view me as forbidden fruit.
I am meant to be sheltered, and protected, but never touched.

Except none of us are prepared for the web of lust that entangles the four of us.

What ignited between Asher and me turns into an unquenchable fire.
It draws Knox and Bryson into our passionate flames.
The four of us burn together.
The lust between us threatens to consume everything until we’re naught but ashes.
Despite the danger, this connection between us won't be denied.

Together, we work to unravel the mystery of what's happened to my father.
But the closer we get to finding him, the more dangerous it becomes.

Until we realize too late that our enemies might just be strong enough to tear us all apart.