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Última publicación vie, ago 29, 2025
They appear untouchable. The perfect faces of diplomacy-disciplined, graceful, silent observers in a world of politics and power. To everyone else, they are nothing more than officers, bound by duty and loyalty to the flag. But masks are fragile, and behind their polished smiles lies something no one is meant to see: sharp minds, deadlier instincts, and secrets that could burn nations to ash.
On the other side stand men who do not live by rules. They bend them. Break them. Rewrite them. To the world, they are kings-tycoons whose wealth commands boardrooms and governments alike. But their true crowns are forged in blood. They are empires draped in shadows, men who do not ask, men who do not forgive, men whose touch is as dangerous as their wrath.
One stolen pendrive changes everything.
A mission meant to remain in silence drags them into a world where strategy turns to seduction, where alliances bleed into obsession, and where every stolen glance is a risk neither side can afford. What begins as a hunt becomes something darker-a game where desire tastes like betrayal, and love feels no different from war.
They were taught to protect.
The men were born to destroy.
And between them lies a truth that cannot be controlled: sometimes the greatest danger is not the enemy's bullet... but your own heart.
When enemies begin to look like lovers...
and passion burns hotter than power itself...
which will destroy them first-the desire that consumes, or the war that defines them?
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