Oh, lovelies! We’re back with another action packed snippet from my upcoming release ‘Lethal Sin’ which will go out FREE to all of my newsletter subscribers! So, if you haven’t signed up yet, now might be a great time. Especially if you want to know what happens with Camille and Mateo! In this scene, Camille had been grabbed by a member of an opposing criminal organization, and when the first henchman couldn’t get the information they wanted from her they called in Mateo, head badass assassin. Mateo doesn’t quite know what he’s dealing with yet, but I think Camille is about to give him a good idea.
“I assure you… you do not want to fight me.”
“I’m zip-tied to a chair. If you think this is a fair fight you’re as dumb as the first little henchman.” Camille leaned forward, increasing the strain on her hair as her lips came dangerously close to Mateo’s. “Why don’t you untie me and let’s see how this goes?”
He held her gaze for a moment, not moving back an inch, and for an instant she imagined him kissing her – then the click of a knife opening next to her ear made her muscles jump. Mateo smiled slowly at her reaction and then he leaned back to trail the point of the knife from the hollow in her throat down between her breasts until it met the neckline of her shirt. Camille swallowed as he spared her clothes and glided the knife point down her body, snagging the tights on her thigh, and then she heard the snip as the zip tie to her ankle was cut. Mateo wasn’t an idiot, unfortunately, and he dropped his knee onto her leg to keep her pinned to the chair. Leaning across her he snipped the other side and then he stood up completely, moving quick to be out of range of her boots while he stepped behind her. His breath landed on one side of her neck, a hot rush over her skin, and then the cool metal of the blade settled on the other side. “Really think you can take me?”
“Only one way to find out,” Camille answered softly, doing her best not to make her throat move too much against the sharp bite of the knife.
“Alright.” Mateo moved fast, cutting through the zip-ties at her wrists in a flash, and she pulled her arms in front of her, clenching her teeth against the urge to groan as feeling returned to her fingers and her shoulders argued. That was all the breathing space she got before the chair was literally yanked from under her. Camille caught her balance just in time to turn her fall into a roll instead of landing flat on her ass. She popped up a few feet away, but Mateo was already stalking towards her, knife in hand.
Shit. He was not playing fair.
She took measured steps backward, her eyes flicking between him and the rest of the room. On the floor by the table she saw her small, black purse. Was Mr. Not-So-Lucky really dumb enough not to take her gun?
When her eyes flicked back to Mateo he was dangerously close and so she faked to the left and his body twitched in that direction just enough for her to dash to the right, sliding under the table to grab her purse. He was almost on top of her by the time she shoved herself out the other side, forcing him to go around it. Flipping the snap on it she internally cheered as she grabbed the gun – henchman number one really was a fuck up.
The cool grip settled into her hand like an old friend, and then Mateo was on her. She blocked his first attack with her forearms, the force of it making her teeth rattle. Bringing her knee up hard into his ribs she growled with the effort she put behind it, but he felt like hitting a solid wall.
He barely grunted and brought the knife forward again, but she was able to knock his arm back again and threw the purse so it was out of her hands. He kicked out at her leg as she rolled inward, but he missed and she was able to bring her elbow back into his kidney. He grunted a little harder that time, but the solid muscle of his torso was doing more than just making him look good, it was protecting him.
Camille flipped the safety off the gun, but was forced to side-step him completely as he tried to wrap an arm around her. Turning on her heel she aimed at his chest, but he knocked her arm out of the way and thrust with the knife. She returned the favor, bringing her arm down hard on his to ruin his attempt to gut her. In the second it took him to lift his arm again, she brought her leg up and kicked him hard in the solar plexus. The force of it knocked her back slightly and she went with it, back peddling to get some space between them.
Dammit. He was strong, big, and knew what the fuck he was doing. Terrible combination for someone who was five-foot four and a hundred and twenty pounds. Mateo was the kind of guy she would have taken out from afar, or by surprise with a shot to the back of the head. She would never have attempted a one-on-one fight with him.
Only one way to make sure he didn’t get a good hit in.
She lifted the gun – and fired.
Writing this book has been such a rush and I hope you’ll all be just as excited reading it! It’s this energetic all the way til the end.
Just a side note, my latest release from Blushing Books ‘Taken by the Enemy‘ went live last weekend and the next day hit #1 in all three categories on Amazon to be a best-seller! Everyone is extremely excited, especially me, and if you haven’t had a chance to grab a copy, here are the links: Amazon – Barnes & Noble – Blushing Books
ALSO! My book ‘Security Binds Her‘ will be going out on the US BookBub tomorrow! This is after Amazon screwed up the last one, but we’ve arranged it so nothing can possibly get messed up this time. The book will be out for just 99 cents, so if you haven’t dived into the dark, intense Thalia series here’s your chance! (just make sure you’re signed up for BookBub’s dark erotica list to receive it!)
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