Thirty days. No touching. Nobody told her body.
Zarela Salvatierra has spent her life being prepared for a table like this one: a treaty room, a white dress, a signature that trades her to her family’s enemies as proof of peace. She knows the rules. Thirty days under the Armenta roof, untouched and unclaimed, and both cartels keep breathing.
What she doesn’t know is that her own scent, the chemistry that tells an alpha exactly what she could be to him, has been muted by the people who raised her. And inside the enemy compound, the silence is wearing off.
Tomás Armenta. The heir. Control poured into a suit, and every degree of it burning off the longer she is under his roof.
Bastián Rivas. The enforcer. He searched her luggage for weapons the night she arrived. Now he stands guard outside her door all night, on the wrong side of it, by choice.
Caio Moura. The strategist. The quiet one. He noticed what she was before she did, and he is the only man in the compound patient enough to let her come to him.
One omega. Three alphas bound by loyalty and ruin. A treaty that forbids exactly what her body is starting to demand, in a world where wanting someone is evidence, marriage is a weapon, and the only safe thing Zarela can do with three lethal men is the one thing the paper says she can’t.
A scorching full-length why choose romance for readers of dark mafia and fated-mates romance. One heroine, three alphas who would burn the border down for her, and every yes hers to give. No prior omegaverse reading required. Intended for mature readers.
One-click FALSE SCENT TREATY and find out what thirty days is really worth.
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Zarela Salvatierra has spent her life being prepared for a table like this one: a treaty room, a white dress, a signature that trades her to her family’s enemies as proof of peace. She knows the rules. Thirty days under the Armenta roof, untouched and unclaimed, and both cartels keep breathing.
What she doesn’t know is that her own scent, the chemistry that tells an alpha exactly what she could be to him, has been muted by the people who raised her. And inside the enemy compound, the silence is wearing off.
Tomás Armenta. The heir. Control poured into a suit, and every degree of it burning off the longer she is under his roof.
Bastián Rivas. The enforcer. He searched her luggage for weapons the night she arrived. Now he stands guard outside her door all night, on the wrong side of it, by choice.
Caio Moura. The strategist. The quiet one. He noticed what she was before she did, and he is the only man in the compound patient enough to let her come to him.
One omega. Three alphas bound by loyalty and ruin. A treaty that forbids exactly what her body is starting to demand, in a world where wanting someone is evidence, marriage is a weapon, and the only safe thing Zarela can do with three lethal men is the one thing the paper says she can’t.
A scorching full-length why choose romance for readers of dark mafia and fated-mates romance. One heroine, three alphas who would burn the border down for her, and every yes hers to give. No prior omegaverse reading required. Intended for mature readers.
One-click FALSE SCENT TREATY and find out what thirty days is really worth.
Genre: Romantic Suspense
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