I signed the contract because I had nothing left to lose.
My funding was dead. My samples were in someone else's freezer. And a white ship with a blue cross offered me a lab, a salary, and no questions.
Nine days in, the numbers stopped adding up. The fuel. The patients nobody ever saw. The medical waste that weighed nothing at all.
Then I caught a man where he had no business being, at two in the morning, with a flashlight in his teeth.
He let me think he was a thief. He was something far worse — and far better.
Now there's one cabin. One bunk. A man who won't stop talking and won't sleep in it, and a lie we're both telling the crew that's getting harder to keep telling each other.
Six days until anyone can reach us. Forty locked doors below the waterline.
And a billionaire who has read my work, learned my name, and decided exactly what I'm worth.
How do you outrun a man who owns the ocean you're standing on?
Genre: Romantic Suspense
My funding was dead. My samples were in someone else's freezer. And a white ship with a blue cross offered me a lab, a salary, and no questions.
Nine days in, the numbers stopped adding up. The fuel. The patients nobody ever saw. The medical waste that weighed nothing at all.
Then I caught a man where he had no business being, at two in the morning, with a flashlight in his teeth.
He let me think he was a thief. He was something far worse — and far better.
Now there's one cabin. One bunk. A man who won't stop talking and won't sleep in it, and a lie we're both telling the crew that's getting harder to keep telling each other.
Six days until anyone can reach us. Forty locked doors below the waterline.
And a billionaire who has read my work, learned my name, and decided exactly what I'm worth.
How do you outrun a man who owns the ocean you're standing on?
Genre: Romantic Suspense
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