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Dean Voight was an undercover agent with a singular focus—bring down dangerous criminals. Trained to blend in, gather intel, and dismantle the most ruthless gangs from the inside, Dean’s latest mission had him face-to-face with one of the deadliest leaders in the underworld—Thalia.

Thalia wasn’t just a gang leader; she was a woman who exuded power, control, and a dangerous allure that made even the most hardened criminals bend to her will. Tasked with infiltrating her operation, Dean quickly found himself drawn into a high-stakes game of manipulation and deception, one that pushed him to the edge of his morals.

Every move Dean made was carefully calculated, but Thalia’s unpredictable nature forced him to question everything he knew about himself. As the lines between his mission and his emotions blurred, Dean began to wonder: Was he still the man who followed orders, or was he becoming something else entirely?

In the midst of this chaos, Dean’s growing connection to Thalia may be his undoing. Dangerous Seduction is the story of how one agent’s battle for control over his mission and heart will lead him into a world where trust is a luxury, and loyalty is a game.

Dangerous Seduction

The house buzzed with activity gang members coming and going, words heavy with tension and plotting. But Dean barely registered. His head was consumed by one thing.

He stood against the doorframe of her bedroom, arms crossed watching her rummage through a pile of papers on her desk. She was in her classic self white cami top, chain around her neck, legs tucked beneath her on the chair. Quiet. Deadly. Completely in command.

"Already missing me?" he teased, stepping closer.

Thalia grinned, not even looking up. "I was enjoying the peace and quiet."

Dean laughed, sprawling onto the couch in the corner of her room. "Ouch. And I thought for sure we bonded."

She did look at him after that, blue eyes sparkling with laughter. "We had fun, Daniel. Don't go getting all mushy on me now."

Dean stretched out, muscles bunching beneath his shirt as he smiled at her languidly. "Mushy? No way. But you have to admit, I'm a pretty excellent partner."

Thalia eyed her rolled a folder at him. He snagged it deftly.

"You're handy," she agreed, tilting her head. "But don't think it's going to make you stand out."

Dean grinned, sorting through the pages but not bothering to read them. "Oh, come on, Thalia. You like having me around."

She shrugged in her chair, twirling a pen through her fingers. "You're acceptable."

The distance between them was teasing, joking, but beneath it was something unspoken. A challenge. A game neither of them wished to lose.

Dean let the moment stretch before flashing her a cocky grin. "Tolerable, huh? I'll take it."

Thalia simply shook her head but sported a little smirk on her lips. She glances at his crotch and rubbing it. "I bet you are" she spoke while he groaned and she rubs harder.

At The Mansion