Leopard & Leather | 18+

Lucian Marcelli is a man on a mission. Undercover cop. Zero distractions. Cold-blooded focus.
Until her.

Nayeli Arteaga is all heat, hips, and hurricane energy - the secret daughter of the very man Lucian is sworn to destroy. She's not in the business. She's not a threat. She's just... the new assignment. Except she drinks tequila like water, and walks around in silk robes with no bra like she doesn't care who sees.

Now Lucian's stuck living next door to the one woman who could wreck his case - and his entire career.
She doesn't want a bodyguard.
He doesn't want a distraction.
But somehow, they keep ending up in each other's beds. And mouths. And minds.

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"You always stare at me like that?" she asks, licking vanilla gloss off her bottom lip.

Lucian doesn't blink. "Like what?"

"Like you're mad at me," she purrs, curling a strand of her copper hair around her finger. "But you wanna fuck me anyway."

His jaw tightens. "Maybe I am mad."

"Why?"

He steps closer. "Because you don't listen. Because you walk around half-naked with no regard for security protocol. Because every time I try to focus, you laugh and light a damn candle that smells like sin and sugar."

She smirks, stepping into his space. "Maybe you should stop looking, then."

Lucian leans down, voice like gravel. "Maybe you should stop tempting me."