I married a hitman. What was I thinking?
We hooked up once, before I knew who he was. No names, no numbers–just a mind blowing night. Now, I can’t stop thinking about him.
His name is Ryker Stone. He’s cocky, arrogant, and deadly. He’s also ridiculously hot.
Did I mention I’m an FBI agent? Oops. Yeah, that’s a problem.
See, I’m meticulous, reserved—a rule follower. He’s a reckless, tattooed jerk.
Ryker is wanted for the murder of a notorious mob boss.
The State offers him a deal to testify against the mafia in exchange for immunity. And I have to baby sit him!
Every gangster in the city wants us dead. If we are going to survive, we’ll have to stick together. But I hate him.
Ryker is the devil himself. Maybe that’s why this bad boy is so good at lighting my fire.
Hitman’s Desire is a thrilling standalone novel with a happy ending.