Six months ago, Lex Kane walked away from the most powerful criminal organization in Manhattan — and the man who ran it.
As the world's most exclusive logistics broker, Lex built his neutrality into a fortress. Every major criminal enterprise on four continents needs his shipping networks. No one can afford to touch him. From his Geneva headquarters, he runs a $2.3 billion empire, swims forty laps a night, and carries an unopened envelope from a man who pushed him away and never explained why.
He doesn't open it. He's afraid of what he'll find inside.
One encrypted message changes everything.
The Dominion is under siege. A mole is feeding intelligence to the Valente crime family. The organization's encrypted communications are compromised. Two men have been taken hostage. And the Artemis Collection — forty-seven masterworks worth half a billion dollars, hidden in a private estate on the Long Island Sound — is about to slip through their fingers unless someone can move it.
Adrian Cross needs a broker. He needs his broker.
The man behind the gloves.
Adrian Cross controls everything — his empire, his people, the temperature in every room he enters. He wears custom leather gloves because bare hands feel like exposed wiring. He makes decisions twelve moves ahead and trusts no one with the complete picture. For three years, he's built the Dominion into something that operates like a Fortune 500 company with a body count.
The one thing he couldn't control was losing Lex. The one thing he won't admit is that the envelope he handed over at their last dinner didn't contain a severance check. It contained two words he's never been brave enough to say out loud.
The heist demands trust. The betrayal destroys it.
Lex returns to a Dominion fracturing from the inside. Someone on the Council is selling secrets. The men Adrian calls family are starting to look at each other like suspects. And as Lex plans the most ambitious art theft in modern history — three boats, eighteen operators, one electromagnetic pulse, and a ninety-minute window — he discovers that the man who pushed him away has been carrying a ring in his desk drawer for ninety-three days.
A platinum band. A shipping compass worked into the Dominion insignia. Commissioned during a bout of insomnia and carried like a question he's terrified to ask.
Some walls are built to protect. Some are built to hide. The most dangerous ones come down by hand.
In a world where loyalty is currency and betrayal is architecture, Lex Kane must choose between the neutrality that kept him safe and the man who makes safety feel like the loneliest word in any language. Adrian Cross must choose between controlling everything and holding on to the one person who's never needed his protection — just his honesty.
Forty-seven paintings. One traitor. Two men who've spent six months learning that the distance between want and have is exactly the width of a leather glove.
Sometimes the most dangerous cargo is the one you carry back to the man you never stopped wanting.
A dark M/M romance where power is earned, art is stolen, and love means taking off every last layer of armor.
Genre: Romantic Suspense
As the world's most exclusive logistics broker, Lex built his neutrality into a fortress. Every major criminal enterprise on four continents needs his shipping networks. No one can afford to touch him. From his Geneva headquarters, he runs a $2.3 billion empire, swims forty laps a night, and carries an unopened envelope from a man who pushed him away and never explained why.
He doesn't open it. He's afraid of what he'll find inside.
One encrypted message changes everything.
The Dominion is under siege. A mole is feeding intelligence to the Valente crime family. The organization's encrypted communications are compromised. Two men have been taken hostage. And the Artemis Collection — forty-seven masterworks worth half a billion dollars, hidden in a private estate on the Long Island Sound — is about to slip through their fingers unless someone can move it.
Adrian Cross needs a broker. He needs his broker.
The man behind the gloves.
Adrian Cross controls everything — his empire, his people, the temperature in every room he enters. He wears custom leather gloves because bare hands feel like exposed wiring. He makes decisions twelve moves ahead and trusts no one with the complete picture. For three years, he's built the Dominion into something that operates like a Fortune 500 company with a body count.
The one thing he couldn't control was losing Lex. The one thing he won't admit is that the envelope he handed over at their last dinner didn't contain a severance check. It contained two words he's never been brave enough to say out loud.
The heist demands trust. The betrayal destroys it.
Lex returns to a Dominion fracturing from the inside. Someone on the Council is selling secrets. The men Adrian calls family are starting to look at each other like suspects. And as Lex plans the most ambitious art theft in modern history — three boats, eighteen operators, one electromagnetic pulse, and a ninety-minute window — he discovers that the man who pushed him away has been carrying a ring in his desk drawer for ninety-three days.
A platinum band. A shipping compass worked into the Dominion insignia. Commissioned during a bout of insomnia and carried like a question he's terrified to ask.
Some walls are built to protect. Some are built to hide. The most dangerous ones come down by hand.
In a world where loyalty is currency and betrayal is architecture, Lex Kane must choose between the neutrality that kept him safe and the man who makes safety feel like the loneliest word in any language. Adrian Cross must choose between controlling everything and holding on to the one person who's never needed his protection — just his honesty.
Forty-seven paintings. One traitor. Two men who've spent six months learning that the distance between want and have is exactly the width of a leather glove.
Sometimes the most dangerous cargo is the one you carry back to the man you never stopped wanting.
A dark M/M romance where power is earned, art is stolen, and love means taking off every last layer of armor.
Genre: Romantic Suspense
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