After an oversight that killed her partner in a dangerous mission, Olivia Perez was set on proving herself as a solo agent. After all, no partner would ever compare to the one she had for over a decade. Taking advantage of her willingness, the Mission Director gave her an unexpected undercover mission that would put her in front of one of the most powerful men in the world, Ian Novak. It wasn’t a mission Olivia felt prepared for, but her competitive nature and determination kept her afloat. Believing her plans were bulletproof, she crept closer and closer to her target. Unfortunately, it all came crashing down due to a lapse of judgment. Unable to resist loneliness, she climbed into bed with a stranger at a bar. It would be a decision that altered the course of her life irreparably. She spent months chasing Ian and learning everything there was to learn about him. How would she handle it if the tables turned and she became the target? The trickster shapeshifter loves a game of chase.
View MoreEven though she was distracted all afternoon, Olivia managed to do her work quickly and efficiently to escape the hotel offices early that day. She was dying to see what the message was about but knew that if she dropped her responsibilities around the office, it would be impossible to continue pretending she was just an everyday administrative assistant. All she wanted was a taste of normalcy while she was forced out of agent duties. All she wanted was to get back into the SIA but she didn't know what more she could do.Ian was a curveball in her efforts, but she was still going to try. If anything, she could present the SIA with information regarding the man if that’s what it took to get back in the agency’s good graces. The thought struck her with a pang of guilt and she was disappointed in herself for no longer being objective about that man. In an ideal world, she would count his neutralization as a failure and be able to leave it behind. Maybe a more experienced agent could
To Olivia, nothing was more jarring than waking up apprehended. As she came into consciousness, she wondered which supernatural she must have pissed off to have no recollection of where she was. The ropes around her were strong but they were… warm?She gasped, realizing the ropes that she had been tied with were actually arms. The impression that she was in a cold cell somewhere or, even worse, the den of vampires just like when she lost Q melted away when she felt the soft mattress and fluffy blankets all around her. Compared to her assumption, she was in both heaven and hell. She was comfortable but the man next to her was the problem. As she scooted away from him with her heart racing, she placed a hand over her chest as if she could manually stop her heart from panicking. Although, she wasn’t entirely sure if panic was truly the issue. Her sudden movements caused Ian to wake up and his ruby eyes were set on her with genuine concern. It made her want to fall into his warmth and
Olivia didn’t know how she could be relieved and alarmed at the same time. Yet Ian’s lips on her neck and his arms around her waist comforted her in ways she had never experienced in her life. It begged the question of whether or not she had been craving familiarity her entire life she just didn’t know it because she never came across it. Would someone else she was familiar with do the trick? If she saw an old colleague or perhaps her family would she fall apart the way she was at that moment?She didn’t know if it was the familiarity or the man himself doing it to her but, as she felt strangely safe by his request, she turned around in his arms. Even though her body was still wet considering she didn’t have time to dry herself off just yet, she placed her hands on either side of his face and kissed him. Her tongue slipped between his receptive lips and, knowing he was cooperating, her hands slid down his body. There was a lot to appreciate about his appearance. “Then what do you w
Olivia was already on edge at the way Ian was behaving that evening. It was a stark difference from the way he had gone to her office that morning. His usual charismatic nature was missing. She wondered what happened to make him so upset but she was never given the opportunity to ask nor did she think it was necessarily her business. As she stood in front of him, waiting for her fate to be decided, she felt his hand on her lower back and he gently pushed, telling her to lean forward. It would be fine with her if he decided to take her then and there but instead, when she heard the water shift, she was taken by surprise. Ian moved forward in the bath and bent Olivia in half before his hands went to her backside. From where he was sitting, he could easily access her womanhood. She had long, pleasing legs and he was the perfect height to get another taste of her. He began relentlessly, immediately tasting her womanhood. From that angle, his tongue was harsh against her nub of flesh t
Ian left the steam room first, not giving Olivia a chance to answer his request. That in itself made her mad enough that she really considered not going to him. His smugness and certainty that she would follow him just because he told her to really pissed her off. She sat there seething for a while, but the longer she stalled the more she realized just how much she really did want to follow him. Never in her life had she gone back to the same person for sex. It was strictly against all of her rules. However, he was the first partner who knew of her secret. Had that taken pressure off of the situation and made her more comfortable with him? Since it was all laid out on the table, she had no valid reason to run except for her internal biases against supernaturals. On top of that, he had been surprisingly calm about the fact that she was hired to follow him around and ultimately neutralize him. It vexed her that he didn’t think she was still plotting something against him. How trust
While Mr. Abreo adjusted his tie, he spoke to Olivia in Spanish. There weren’t as many Spanish speakers in Alaska as there were in other parts of the United States. From the moment Olivia was hired and he saw her last name, he secretly hoped she knew Spanish and, when he met her for the first time, he knew from her accent there was a high possibility.Sometimes he would talk to her for the simple fact of being able to speak in Spanish. He only did it if others weren't around, knowing it could look bad that he was fraternizing with a subordinate like that. “How’s the weather affecting my schedule for the next couple of days?” he asked.“You have a lot of cancellations, sir,” Olivia responded, happy to use her mother tongue once in a while. “A few remote meetings you can take from your computer but all in person obligations around Anchorage have been cancelled.”“That’s what I expected,” he admitted, still speaking in Spanish. “I think for the next couple of days things will be slow h
Olivia didn’t sleep for more than a couple of hours once she returned to her room. The time she had to work was late compared to when she was at R.K. Nielson. At the hotel, she had time to go slow in the morning. What she wasn’t expecting was to have a bout of paranoia strike her after she had the best sex of her entire life. She was lucky she still had the wherewithal to put on a robe and slippers as she left the suite Ian was going to be staying at for the foreseeable future until the snow stopped. Snow in October? Never in any of the places Olivia lived in her life. Maybe supernatural beings preferred the warmth because it seemed all the missions she went on seemed to have mild weather and easy conditions. After being in suitable clothing to work that day with a sweater on top of everything to stave off the cold, she stood at her window for a long time contemplating the past 24 hours. She should have predicted that she was going to be weak in the face of Ian. She wondered if p
Ian watched Olivia’s retreating naked form after she pushed him away and their bodies disconnected. So selfish, he thought. He hadn’t even reached an orgasm before she decided they would take a break, but he was insatiable. It was only fair he get his before they move on to other things. She didn’t even look back at him as she left. It was clear she was going to the kitchenette to likely get something to drink after the little yoga session they had with each other. Her indifference towards him turned him on even more. His manhood was already plenty hard but she was stirring up his feelings and making him want her in another way. Silently, he got up from the couch and rushed forward quickly. Before she could reach the inside of the kitchenette, he grabbed her by her hips and pressed her against the breakfast bar that jutted out with tall chairs sitting next to it. “Do you really think we’re done?” he asked. “I haven’t come yet.” The way his manhood was pressed against her backsi
Ian wanted to cling to her but the position rendered him useless in anything except pleasuring the woman who was riding his face. Based on her reactions, he was doing a wonderful job. Her taste and scent were getting to his head and he had to put a hand over his manhood. His body was getting ahead of itself as he finally satiated his curiosity and was able to taste her. Since he couldn't use his hands and found it inhibiting, he scooted himself higher on the couch with his legs. He could finally get a better angle on her body and was able to suck on her clit properly. Whenever his tongue ran along the nub of soft flesh, her hips started to move. Instead of using the point of his tongue, he licked that region of her fully and slowly. “I-Ian!” she gasped. So that’s what it takes for you to say my name, Olivia, he realized.Before it had always been “Mr. Novak” or “sir” which he never found suitable for him. He was in bliss as much as she was and he could finally open his eyes to w
That golden-haired, shapeshifting bastard was supposed to be her target. All it took was one night to mess everything up. Olivia Perez felt lonely in a city she didn't know well enough to form real friendships, so she sought company at an understated bar. There she could blend into the casual environment where she stuck to the shadows in dark clothing. The moment a handsome man walked through the door, she was drawn to him based strictly on his confidence.'An American accent, how charming,' she thought, as she watched the man order a drink. 'I hope to God he's not a werewolf.'In her line of work as an agent for the Supernatural Intelligence Agency, she had seen her fair share of things no amount of drinking could make her forget. It was pathetic that she desired to find a regular human man to settle down with one day if her fast paced life ever slowed down.She took a sip of her gin and tonic with extra lime, wondering if the dark haired man could be her company for the evening. Sh
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