My car dies in a whiteout on a mountain that wants me buried.
No signal.
No help.
No way down.
Then he steps out of the snow.
Jax Rourke looks like the kind of man you run from.
Scarred knuckles. Cold eyes. Zero patience.
We don’t flirt.
We clash.
He growls orders.
I snap back.
I tell myself I don’t trust him.
My body leans toward him anyway.
My thighs tense when he crowds my space.
My pulse stutters when he says my name like a threat.
He drags me to his cabin.
Starts a fire.
Saves my life.
One shelter.
One bed.
One reckless night.
I offer no feelings.
He gives me everything.
Between bruising hands and whispered yeses…
I fall.
Morning makes us enemies.
He’s the witness in my case.
I’m digging into the secret he’s killed to keep buried.
He will burn the world to protect what’s his.
And if I don’t uncover the truth –
The man I love might be the one who saves me…
or the one who kills for me first.
Genre: Romantic Suspense
No signal.
No help.
No way down.
Then he steps out of the snow.
Jax Rourke looks like the kind of man you run from.
Scarred knuckles. Cold eyes. Zero patience.
We don’t flirt.
We clash.
He growls orders.
I snap back.
I tell myself I don’t trust him.
My body leans toward him anyway.
My thighs tense when he crowds my space.
My pulse stutters when he says my name like a threat.
He drags me to his cabin.
Starts a fire.
Saves my life.
One shelter.
One bed.
One reckless night.
I offer no feelings.
He gives me everything.
Between bruising hands and whispered yeses…
I fall.
Morning makes us enemies.
He’s the witness in my case.
I’m digging into the secret he’s killed to keep buried.
He will burn the world to protect what’s his.
And if I don’t uncover the truth –
The man I love might be the one who saves me…
or the one who kills for me first.
Genre: Romantic Suspense
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