Ava never expected her quiet evening at the rooftop bar to turn into a real-life spy thriller. One moment she was sipping a martini, the next a dangerously attractive man in a tailored black suit slid onto the stool beside her.
“Kane,” he introduced himself, voice low and commanding. “I need your help. Tonight. No questions. You’re perfect for this.”
Before she could protest, he showed her a quick glimpse of a government badge and whispered about a high-value target who would be arriving soon. She was to play the role of seductive distraction, the honeypot. The chemistry between them was immediate and explosive. Within minutes, they were in the private elevator heading to the penthouse suite reserved for the operation.
The moment the hotel room door locked behind them, Kane’s profession
