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Seguridad Trenton

Esta serie se adentra en el mundo de las operaciones de seguridad de élite, donde profesionales curtidos son desplegados en las misiones más peligrosas. Sigue a estos personajes mientras navegan por las altas apuestas, los demonios personales y los romances inesperados. Cada historia promete emoción, acción y profundas conexiones emocionales.

Little
Livingston

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    Livingston

    • 186 páginas
    • 7 horas de lectura

    He was the Beast without the escape clause. Francis “Liv” Livingston was a beast. No matter if he wore a perfectly tailored suit or if he was in his tactical gear, people avoided looking at him. He was always first to volunteer for the jobs only a person with a death wish wanted. Tomorrows weren’t guaranteed. His boss had come to him and told him he needed him for a job. Linus knew the jobs he liked, but when he opened the file, it all went to hell. Beauty was only skin deep. Fielding Haskell made his way in the world on his looks. He’d earned his first film role before he could read a script. He didn’t want the fame. He wanted to go to college. He wanted a man who didn’t look at him and see how pretty he was. Unfortunately, a so-called fan only cared how attractive he was, and it earned him a personal bodyguard and a vacation. He looked forward to the break until he met the man in charge of his safety and wondered if the danger he left was worth dealing with a sudden attraction to a man who was colder than ice.

    Livingston
  2. 2

    Little

    • 188 páginas
    • 7 horas de lectura

    Insanity was in the eye of the beholder. Harmon Little was a surveillance expert. He lived in the shadows, and he liked it there. There wasn't a place he couldn't get in and out of without detection. As usual with his mischievous nature, his current assignment went south, and he ran. He thought he was free and clear until he knocked someone over in a grocery store aisle. Sanity wasn't all it was cracked up to be. Solomon "Solo" Poe was counting calories. Working out until he fell into bed hungry and exhausted. He was plain and pudgy, plus he couldn't remember when he'd last gone on a date. He wanted more than the occasional, lights out, one-night stand. So, he was going to lose the weight and find himself a man. At least that was the plan, then a big man with a huge smile tried to kill him in a store aisle. There was one thing he was sure of, Harmon was his.

    Little