She was supposed to be cargo. Now she’s everything.
Quinn Gellar was just another high-value target to recover.
Get in, extract the diplomat, get out.
Simple.
But then I saw her—bruised, defiant, still trying to negotiate her way out of hell.
And something in me snapped.
Now I’m not just protecting her.
I’m claiming her.
She thinks she can walk away once the mission’s done.
But she doesn’t get it yet.
She’s not leaving my side.
Not leaving my bed.
Not leaving me.
Because the galaxy thinks she’s theirs.
Let me show them what claimed really means.
Read on for forced proximity, alien bodyguard romance, and a warlord with a soft spot for his human. She was supposed to be a mission—until she became his obsession. HEA Guaranteed.
