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Last night, I was hired to kill her.

My little survivor. My butterfly. If only I recognized her…

PERSETTA

Lost until HIM

I thought the night fate brought us together was the worst night of my life.

I was wrong.

Blinded and with no memory, how was I supposed to know any better?

He’s cold-blooded, cunning, and dangerous—the head of the French mafia.

He’s everything I shouldn’t want in a man, but I do.

For my safety, I have to seduce him.

Instead, with every threat, he’s the one who draws me further into his web.

It’s so easy to fall into his arms as my demons slowly release from their cages.

I feel safe with him.

Until I remember the truth.

ADRIEN

Broken until HER

I walled off my shredded soul and black heart long ago.

No one ever gets in anymore, and yet my guard lowered for her.

She stole away on my boat, injured and with no memories.

The only clue to who she once was—a tattoo on her calf.

This woman. She’s my past. My present. My future.

The one who got away, in more than one sense.

Years ago, I broke our families’ alliance and turned my back on her.

Last night, I was hired to kill her.

My little survivor. My butterfly. If only I recognized her…

He was kissing me. Five minutes ago, I wanted nothing more than to be alone with my thoughts. Now, his lips were on mine, and despite everything, I couldn’t come up with a single good reason to push him away.

Tonight, he might decide to end my life again, but not right now, and maybe I needed that. So when his lips moved against mine, I melted into it. When his tongue licked against the seam of mine, I let him in. When he began to devour my mouth with fervor, I followed him right off the ledge and down into debauchery.

The concrete wall scratched against my hair and back as his weight kept me locked in place. His hands gripped my hips and squeezed my ass. I lifted my leg around his hip and dug my heel into his firm backside.

I should’ve expected my leg to become his next target. The way his hand slid up from my calf to my thigh made my head spin. My body was on fire as that hand teased its way to my inner thighs, closer to my core. I gripped the placket of his dress shirt, ready to slip my hand inside and feel the hard muscles of his abs for myself, but when his thumb swept over my panties and tapped against my clit, I dropped my leg back down and pulled back.

Street noises filtered back in. Honking. Talking. The squeal of tires. The light and blurred colors and shapes were overwhelming, giving everything a gray haze. I couldn’t decide whether to keep my eyes closed or deal with all the new stimulation that had none of the focus and clarity of my memories.

We were both breathing hard, and honestly, I wanted to keep going. I really did. It hadn’t been a heavy or imposing touch. Alarm bells hadn’t rung in my head like they had yesterday, but things were headed in a direction that didn’t match where we were together. Not to forget, we were in public, for heaven’s sake.

“All this seduction just to get me to talk?” I asked breathlessly to move us past whatever this was.

His chuckle was an achievement all on its own. While we couldn’t go further, especially not here, I leaned against him for just a bit more. Our kisses turned languid and gentle instead of hot and heavy. It was perfect, and yet not enough. I wanted more, but I didn’t. I wanted to take a leap of faith, while everything in me was saying to hold back. Whatever this was between us had no future, especially if he made sure I didn’t have one. I couldn’t forget that, no matter how he made me feel in moments like this.

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Addy Anders writes dark romance meant to tug hard on your heartstrings and never let go. Her books deliver deliciously possessive anti-heroes, strong heroines, a touch of angst to set you on edge, and a cocktail of spice.

Addy loves to travel, preferably outside of major cities. When she’s not writing or out in the wilderness, she can be found with her kindle and a very large cup of tea surrounded by her very supportive husband, two kiddos, and two fur babies.