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The Spy and the Billionaire
Series · 2 books · 2013

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#1

For His Eyes Only

2013

Cassie Trey doesn't live a normal life. She works as a spy for the ancient and secretive Master Chikara. Her latest dangerous assignment: get close enough to billionaire Oliver Riley, the head of Sparrow Pharmaceuticals, to find proof of and destroy his plans to create a biological weapon. Working as his personal assistant, however, Cassie discovers more about herself than about the weapons. Will Cassie be able to keep her mind on her objectives when she finds herself in close quarters with Oliver Riley? This 12,000 word spy thriller erotic romance is the first instalment in the The Spy and the Billionaire triology, following Cassie Trey and the billionaire Oliver Riley. Here's an excerpt: Cassie immediately made her way towards Mr. Riley’s office, but it was locked. She went through her purse, but Cassie couldn’t find her key. “Shit, don’t tell me I left it at home” she muttered to herself. Suddenly, Cassie heard voices. They were coming up here, and Cassie was absolutely trapped. Damn it, damn it, damn it. I’m caught. I’m definitely caught. Just as Cassie was preparing herself for capture by the guards, she felt someone in front of her. Suddenly, his lips were on hers. Cassie looked up in surprise into the eyes of her boss, Mr. Riley. The guards came storming up the stairs and looked with suspicion at the couple making out. “It’s fine, let’s keep moving” one of them eventually said, and they continued through the floor. Cassie had barely noticed. She was confused, but also incredibly turned on. Mr. Riley was, if nothing else, an excellent kisser. But more than anything, Cassie wondered why he was doing this. There was time for questions later though. Cassie wrapped her arms around Mr. Riley’s shoulders and pulled him towards her, arching her back. Despite the fact that the men had gone, Mr. Riley reacted, wrapping one arm around Cassie’s waist and grabbing her ass with the other. Riley slipped his tongue inside of Cassie’s mouth, and she moaned as he began to explore her, began to explore the inside of her. She couldn’t believe this was happening. Why was he doing this? With one swift motion, Mr. Riley lifted Cassie up, and she wrapped her legs around his thighs. He carried her to the table until he unlocked the door and carried her over to his desk, placing her gently on the edge of it. Their lips were still locked, the two of them not having exchanged a single word.
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#3

License to Love

2013

Cassie Trey and Oliver Riley are on a plane, heading back to the United States to try and stop Oliver's father from delivering the biological weapon Sparrow Pharmaceuticals developed and infecting millions of people. Cassie has to deal not only with the multiple life-or-death situations, knowing the lives of millions are at risk, but also with her own developing feelings for Riley, who turns out to be way smarter, sexier and braver than she could have ever imagined when she started working for him. Will they manage to stop Darren Riley and save the lives of millions, and will Cassie come to accept the feelings for Oliver that she's tried so hard to supress? This 10,00 word spy thriller erotic romance is the final instalment in the The Spy and the Billionaire triology, following Cassie Trey and the billionaire Oliver Riley. Here's an Cassie watched as the five men dragged Oliver out through a small door in the side of the warehouse wall, presumably next door. She was alone with the leader of this group. Cassie looked at him. He was large, probably in his mid 30s, with tattoos completely covering his muscular arms. He wasn’t exactly her type, but Cassie could understand how in different circumstances this man might be considered hot. His dark brown hair was lined with the smallest layer of sweat, the scent of his musk wafting towards her nostrils. “Were you waiting for us, then?” Cassie asked the leader of the men as he moved over towards her. “Yes, of course. Darren Riley isn’t as old and senile as he likes to have people believe. He knew you’d hack his phone, so he made sure we were here waiting. We never had his package here. It’s already on the plane, ready to take off whenever he wants.” Cassie could feel her blood chilling in her veins. So the virus was already on a plane, ready to be taken wherever in the country Darren Riley wanted. This wasn’t good. She had to get away from here, but how was she possibly going to be able to do it? She had to somehow distract the man in front of her enough to get his gun. With a start, Cassie realized what she had to do. She had to seduce this man. There was no other way. Turning towards him, Cassie pushed her breasts forward and tilted her head. “So what do you do, normally, anyway? I mean, you’ve got muscles I’d just love to touch. You’ve got to be more than just a hired gun.” “It’s none of your business, bitch” the man replied, but Cassie noticed him staring at her a little bit more, the lust in his face evident. Cassie bit her lip as she looked up at him, giving him the sexiest look she could. “You know... we are alone here. The other guys aren’t coming back for a while, are they?” “No, you’re right, we are alone” the man told her. “And I have orders that when I’m done with you, I’m supposed to kill you. I guess I can give you one last screw before you die.” The man sat down next to Cassie and grabbed her roughly by the hair, pulling her mouth to his. Cassie closed her eyes as the man kissed her roughly, his lips finding hers. Knowing she had to play the part, Cassie pressed her mouth into the kiss, trying not to fall off balance with her hands tied behind her. She noticed the man put his gun in the back of his pants with his free hand before taking it and exploring Cassie’s body. His hands were roughed, calloused. They were the hands of a man who worked with them for a living, and yet somehow as he brushed his fingers over Cassie’s skin, reaching under her clothes, his touch felt like velvet.

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