Galactic Cyborg Heat Series. Book 2. DARK

Mackensie Navarelli knew all about life. She'd had it thrown at her more than once. A child prodigy orphaned, who had been pushed and pulled all her life. Love. Who needed it? Trusting someone only ended up one way in her experience. With her, In the shit. The last one cost her her dream job and her savings. Well no more. She'd had it. No more being led down a path. No more miss nice. She was good at her job, dam good. She'd spent years qualifying in some of the best fields of medicine and research only to have her perfect job snatched from her hands by a cheating lover who submitted her work as his. No dam it. She would be the master of her life ....

Dark. His chosen name for good reason. His unique Cyborg abilities allowed him to go unseen. Unheard. Deadly. He had accomplished the worst that had been asked of him without question. He'd been a life taker and a heart breaker. Females liked his size in every aspect. He'd enjoyed servicing them but felt nothing for them. No connection. No need. He was a soldier. He followed orders.

Mates. Dark knew he would never find one. He did not understand females. Did not need them. He could pleasure them, give then what they needed and leave. He understood duty.

**Mackensie, Mac to her friends, opened the door of her cabin looking for the liaison she'd expected. A mass of tall dark and deadly stood in her way. She looked up and kept going. Her body heated, her mouth dry. "Holy shit your big." Slipped out ..... **