Horribly abused by his mother, Van eventually goes in search of his father. When he finds him, his life is radically changed. His father works for the FBI, and has contacts to a covert group, run by the Old Man, that goes after the worst of the worst criminals. Van is recruited to join both -- and does. Van handles every job he's sent on with cold efficiency, letting nothing stand in his way of gaining the information he seeks and stopping his foes. Eventually, he's offered a team of his own within the Old Man's organization. He accepts, with one caveat -- none of them can be female. Because of his mother, the only woman he has ever trusted is his handler, Makie. His attitude takes a hit when he meets Ginna, a cop, while on a job for the Old Man. When it's over, much to the shock of everyone involved, he requests that she be added to his team if she's willing -- which she is, as long as the organization can promise to keep her young son safe while she's on assignments. Ginna fits in well with the team, and though she is appalled at some of the tactics Van uses to gain information, she finds herself attracted to him. Can she break through the walls he's erected around his emotions? If so, then what? Only time will tell.

A Shattered Life

Roger lifted an eyebrow, amused at the look on his husband’s face. “Lust mixed with disgust, an interesting combination.” He pulled Rico to his feet and started unbuttoning his shirt. “They did a good job,” he commented, studying the tribal tats on Rico’s arms and chest as they were revealed. “Maybe you can get some permanent ones once this assignment is over.”


Roger rolled his eyes. “It’s a…nice body. But perfect?”


“You seem to think so.” Rico moved swiftly, tumbling Roger onto the bed. “Especially my mouth.”


Roger growled low in his throat as Rico dropped to his knees, spread Roger’s thighs, and engulfed his shaft in the heat of his mouth.


It was sometime later before the two men finally collapsed into each other’s arms, totally sated, and spent.


“You set the alarms?” Roger words were barely discernable as his face was buried against Rico’s shoulder.


Chapter 54