Le soir en rentrant du lycée je m'arrêtes devant la maison d'Adele. Sa mère m'ouvre mais cette fois-ci elle ne me dit pas de monter, elle se contente de m'expliquer gentiment, sans pour autant soustraire la violence de ses mots, que sa fille n'a aucune envie de me voir. Je pars le plus doucement et le plus calmement possible quand j'entends quelqu'un dévaler les escaliers. Adèle cours vers moi puis elle s'arrête, son visage à dix centimètres du mien. Tome 2 : Pas du tout.

Kiara is an assassin. Born in the industry, she knows her work better than anyone else and she's the best that her clan has. Kiara has never failed a mission in her life and never plans to. But this mission is different than the others. More difficult - dangerous, even. Her newest task was to get rid of the Prime Minister of England's son, Niklaus St. Clair. At first it seemed easy to her seeing how she has killed many presidents and prime ministers, and many of their eldest sons, so why was this one so different? Besides his face of zero flaws, and his muscular body and rock-hard abs, and that oh-so-sexy accent she involuntarily fall for - oh, and the fact he has many dark secrets of his own. She calls him an arrogant brute. He calls her his feisty kitten. So what happens when their first encounter ends up with her trapped between a wall and his body instead?