“You said I’ll have to disguise myself.” Alex reminded him. “What’s the plan concerning that? How will I get into Guerrero territory?”Tariq glanced at him before refocusing his attention on the road.“I’ll give you all the needed costumes and we’ll also go through the plans when we’re aboard the plane. We’ll be there soon.”Alex nodded.“Okay, then.”Just as Tariq had said, less than ten minutes later, they arrived at the hangar where a small, private plane was already waiting for them.“We’re going via a private jet?” Alex asked in surprise as they alighted the car.“Yes. We were supposed to fly out of New York tomorrow with a commercial flight but I had to cancel those plans and book a jet instead because of Maria’s call.”“That must’ve been a hassle.” Alex observed. “We could’ve used my jet to save you the stress of having to book one.”Tariq’s lips curved in a knowing smile. “I think you must’ve misunderstood me. The jet is mine, Alex. By booking, I was referring to the time it

“Alex, is something wrong?” Tariq asked when he noticed his stiff shoulders.Alex snapped out of his trance and faced him, debating silently on whether to tell him about the gun or not. Unfortunately, before he could come to a decision, their doors flew open and two, fierce looking guards poked their heads inside the car.“What the hell are you two still doing in here?” The guard on Alex’s side snapped, his loud baritone echoing through the interior of the car. When the men saw Tariq, they stepped back and bowed respectfully — then went right back to being fierce and intimidating.“Welcome, sir.” The head guard greeted him. “Who’s your companion?”“Thank you. His name is David Wyatt. The housekeeper cum cleaner from New York whom Miss Maria requested for. Alex’s heart pounded wildly as one of the guards walked up to him and proceeded to assess him from head to toe. “I don’t know… he looks strangely familiar.”“Fuck.” Alex muttered under his breath. Did they know his grandmother? H

Alex waited at the bottom of the stairs for a long time. His feet hurt from the long journey and he was gradually getting tired. He looked around, trying to survey the environment when he saw a pretty, white settee in the corner just behind the stairs. He debated over it for a second. A full second. No longer able to bear the pain of standing, he trudged over to the settee and sank into it.The moment he took pressure off his aching legs, Alex breathed a long sigh of relief. He was just about to look around some more when a sharp female voice came from above the stairs.“Who are you and what do you think you’re doing?”Startled, Alex shot up from the settee immediately. He looked up, already opening his mouth to reply but froze in wonder… because coming down the stairs was the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen.Her long, midnight black hair cascaded over her shoulder in waves. Her face was a perfect oval that housed the brightest, most stubborn pair of grey eyes he’d ever seen… and

CAMILAUpon hearing my voice, the man gets to his feet and turns in my direction. I open my mouth to speak once again but freeze, the words dying in my throat when I see his face. He has the most expressive, bright blue eyes I’ve ever seen. His jawline is a perfect definition of “Adonis” and those lips. God, those lips. They’re full and plump like the men in my Spanish telenovelas. Despite his worn outfit, this man looks like he just stepped off the glossy pages of some famous American magazine and for some reason, he looks really familiar.The way he stares at me makes my heart beat faster and my cheeks flush with awareness. No man has ever made me feel this way before. No man has ever had my heart burning with just a stare.His eyes rove over my body like hot licks of liquid fire and for the first time in my life, I am not creeped out by a man’s stare. Let’s just say I’m intrigued and leave it at that. “You never answered my question.” I snap, trying to gain control over my disto

Alex stood silently, surprised at the tension he could feel rolling off Miguel in waves. What was the guy’s deal? Really. “Why don’t I show you to the servant’s quarters?” He said, lifting his nose in the air like Alex was beneath him.Tariq stepped in.“Uh, Miguel, David will not be staying at the servant’s quarters.”Miguel froze. Uh-oh. Alex had a really bad feeling about this. Miguel’s eyes were literally spitting flames when he turned.“Excuse me, sir? All the servants stay at the servant’s quarters. Why is he an exception?”Mr. Tariq took a deep breath and stiffened his shoulders. The air suddenly seemed to shift, becoming colder. “I don’t know Miguel but for some reason, I’ve noticed that you’re quite saucy and disrespectful today.”Shocked, Miguel’s eyes widened. “Sir…”Tariq lifted a hand, effectively cutting him off. “I never said I was done.” He said in an authoritative tone. “Do not interrupt me.”Miguel lowered his gaze. “Sorry, sir.”“I think you’ve forgotten that