Scarlet Mark (Cavalieri Della Morte Book 8)
Book Details
Author(s)Lexi C. Foss
PublisherNinja Newt Publishing, LLC
ISBN / ASINB07QF5QB78
ISBN-13978B07QF5QB75
Sales Rank86,599
MarketplaceUnited States 🇺🇸
Description
Deceit requires punishment.
But what happens when the mark is innocent?
Killian "Dagger" Bedivere
My latest assignment has evolved into a game of deciphering whom to trust--the renowned politician who hired the Cavalieri Della Morte, or the runaway bride?
She's gorgeous, conniving, and everything I crave in a woman.
She's also my target.
Rule number one: Never fall for the mark.
Rule number two: F*ck rule number one.
Amara "Scarlet" Rose
I never wanted this world, but the decision wasn't mine to make. I always belonged to him. Now there's a new player on the board--one hell-bent on destroying all my plans.
He's lethal, handsome, and everything I should fear.
Rule number one: Don't trust anyone.
Rule number two: Do everything you can to survive, even if it means breaking rule number one.
And rule number three: When in doubt, kill.
* * *
"Are you trying to play, darling? Because I should warn you, I'm not easily manipulated."
However, men were easy creatures who adored sex. And I excelled at seduction. A requirement of my upbringing.
"What time are you delivering me to Malcom?" I asked, applying subtle pressure to his groin. Just enough to tease and to show I knew how to handle him.
"Whenever I want," he replied, his voice deepening. "Dead or alive."
"But I'm worth more to you alive." The words were more for my benefit than for his. It meant he would be hesitant to stab me--at least fatally. Of course, I'd prefer to avoid it altogether.
He smiled. "You were listening. Good girl."
I'm going to enjoy hurting you, I decided, my mouth curling with the thought.
But what happens when the mark is innocent?
Killian "Dagger" Bedivere
My latest assignment has evolved into a game of deciphering whom to trust--the renowned politician who hired the Cavalieri Della Morte, or the runaway bride?
She's gorgeous, conniving, and everything I crave in a woman.
She's also my target.
Rule number one: Never fall for the mark.
Rule number two: F*ck rule number one.
Amara "Scarlet" Rose
I never wanted this world, but the decision wasn't mine to make. I always belonged to him. Now there's a new player on the board--one hell-bent on destroying all my plans.
He's lethal, handsome, and everything I should fear.
Rule number one: Don't trust anyone.
Rule number two: Do everything you can to survive, even if it means breaking rule number one.
And rule number three: When in doubt, kill.
* * *
"Are you trying to play, darling? Because I should warn you, I'm not easily manipulated."
I didn't doubt that for a second.
However, men were easy creatures who adored sex. And I excelled at seduction. A requirement of my upbringing.
"What time are you delivering me to Malcom?" I asked, applying subtle pressure to his groin. Just enough to tease and to show I knew how to handle him.
"Whenever I want," he replied, his voice deepening. "Dead or alive."
"But I'm worth more to you alive." The words were more for my benefit than for his. It meant he would be hesitant to stab me--at least fatally. Of course, I'd prefer to avoid it altogether.
He smiled. "You were listening. Good girl."
I'm going to enjoy hurting you, I decided, my mouth curling with the thought.



