Fall of the Amador Cartel

I’m the female heir to LA’s underground empire, which makes love a liability. But there are two men I won’t give up...no matter the cost. Daring to bring us together for one explosive night of passion puts all three of our lives on a collision course with one of the most deadly Mexican cartels. For some reason, my father’s oldest enemy is after me, and uncovering my family’s dark secrets might be the only way to protect the men I love.

Three years ago, J.J. Santos, Jr. got himself killed—at least that’s what it said on paper. The DEA resurrected me as Mason Black, forcing me to leave behind everyone I’ve ever card about, including an angel in blue scrubs I can’t seem to get out of my head. Her name is Dr. Callie Nicolo, and when our paths cross again, I’m in more danger than ever before. But I’m not about to leave her behind this time. Not even if it compromises my identity and my mission. I’m the kind of man who wants it all.

All we had to do was make it through the weekend. It should've been a breeze. A tattoo convention in Cancún with Toni Valentine, the toughest and sexiest tattoo artist in the world? It was a dream come true. It was my chance to show her how I'd grown. I came to work for her when I was just some kid from LA and she already had a spread in Maxim and a successful video stream, but over the past three years, we've gotten close. And I had plans for us to get even closer.

Caught between the devil and the deep blue sea…I never imagined myself as a pawn in a dangerous game between two crime lords. But that was before I discovered I’m secretly one of their daughters, and suddenly I’m not just a girl, but an asset in need of protecting. At least two of my new guard dogs are Ben and Baz, a pair of twins I grew up with—and *wow*, have they grown.

My family’s ties to a certain set of crime lords are more tangled and volatile than the wires in an IED. They’ve called on me to disarm a situation ready to explode, but in spite of all my training, I’m not sure any of us are getting out of this unscathed. That’s especially true when I find out the black-ops mission I’ve signed up for is commanded by none other than Sadie Watts, the girl who left me in the dust so many years ago I should be over it. But I’m not, and seeing her again, especially in such close quarters, is a distraction I can’t afford.