Her kiss, His curse.
R18+ | Suspense | Thriller | Dark Romance
In a world veiled by shadows and secrets, two dangerously powerful souls find themselves bound by more than just fate,they're tangled in a deadly game of seduction, deception, and destruction.
Shante Jarret, a seductress forged in fire and vengeance, is no stranger to pain,or power. After surviving the brutal murder of her parents and a childhood tragedy that left scars far deeper than flesh, she rose from the ashes to become the enigmatic leader of a deadly underground society. Her club is no ordinary pleasure house,it’s a lethal fraternity of seductresses and male recruiters trained in the art of manipulation, designed to hunt and take down targets with ruthless precision.
Their mission is clear:
Hunt. Seduce. Manipulate. Play. Take Down.
Targets must fall within three days, or the agent is executed. And one rule is absolute:Never Fall In Love With Your Prey.
Shante never failed a mission,she lectures, leads, punishes, and plans with deadly grace. But when the high table gives her a mission she must handle personally,with a full 31 day deadline,everything changes.
Her target;
Madden Banks;a sadistic, emotionally detached billionaire with eyes like ice and a reputation darker than the stock markets he controls. No one knows what drives him, no one dares to dig too deep. A man of few words, many secrets, and a weakness,Shante entered the picture.
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Excerpt
"Hello, I'm Te," Shante purred, her voice dripping with seduction as she extended a manicured hand.
Madden's gaze narrowed, his eyes lingering on her face before responding, "Te, as in Tea?"
Shante's smile faltered for a moment, her anger simmering just below the surface. But she quickly regained her composure, her voice taking on a husky tone. "No, as in Teeeeee... Short for Shante."
Madden's expression remained impassive, his voice curt. "Madden." He turned his attention back to Tyra, dismissing Shante altogether. "I'll be on my way now sissy." He smiled softly.
Tyra was about to whine but Shante did the whining instead. "C'mon, it's not so gentlemanly to go without at least taking us on a date."
Madden's gaze was fixed on Tyra like she was the only one there and no one said a word.
"Later,sis." He winked at Tyra.
"What the f..." She scoffed,her eyes flashed with anger, her face burning with indignation,she had never been ignored all her life.
That bloody bastard, it's not his fault,not his fau...
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"Madd..." Shante hollered as she stormed into his glistening study,her eyes blazing with fury.
Madden looked up from his desk, a hint of amusement dancing in his eyes and a sarcastic smile on his lips.
"...are you fucking running mad,how dare you change my project to baby shark dudu,you have any idea how many nights that took me?" She spat angrily.
"Leave my fucking space,get the hell outta my house and I won't be able to irritate you again." He spoke nonchalantly.
Shante's anger boiled over, her palms slapping against his desk. "You can ask well bring it on, cause I'm not leaving even if it's burning to ashes..."
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Their dance begins: predator and prey, cat and mouse, master and mistress.
But who’s hunting who?
As days turn to nights and secrets unravel like bloodied silk, Shante finds herself questioning everything. Madden isn’t just cold...he’s layered,dangerous, seductive in his own controlled way. He awakens a hunger she’s never known. A curiosity. A longing. A weakness.
And worst of all...a spark of love.
The stakes rise. The rules blur.
And the punishment for falling in love… is death.
Did she overestimate herself or underestimate him?
Will she destroy Madden Banks or will he consume her from the inside out?
Will she end up being the prey, rather than the predator?
One thing is certain:
In this twisted game, the most dangerous threat isn’t the secret they keep...it’s the love they can’t deny.
