Devante is a vicious hitman. Micah is a pawn in a deadly quest. Kiss or kill? Devante faces the toughest choice of his life…

Another day, another hit. Only this time, Devante’s orders don’t follow the typical script. How did he, the most brutal killer on the payroll of the powerful Zakarian family, get stuck escorting a nerdy ancient artifacts expert around the world? The sooner they can locate the priceless treasure his boss craves, the sooner Devante can dispatch his charge and move on with his life.

If only the sweet young thing weren’t so damn cute and sexy. Such perfect boy material.

Despite the curious circumstances of his mission, Micah is thrilled to be chosen to hunt down an unattainable—ancient artifacts that are one of a kind, believed to be either myth or forever lost. The mere thought that he could be the one to unearth the crown jewel of Atlantis makes Micah shove good sense to the side. Unfortunately, the brutish bodyguard who’s been assigned to accompany him is rude, pushy, snarly and too effing hot for words.

No way would Micah ever hand over his V-card to such a jerk. Nope. It’ll never happen.

The hunt intensifies and danger surrounds them at every turn. No one can be trusted. Ultimately, will Devante kill Micah, or protect and keep him? Either way he loses. If Devante doesn’t complete his mission he’ll be the next target.