By: Natasha Knight



I’m a hit man, an assassin. A deviant by all accounts. I never pretended to be the good guy.


She was the opposite.


But the minute she pulled the curtains back and saw my face, watched me screwing the blonde who happened to be my next mark, she sealed her own fate.


There could be no witnesses, ever.


I let it go on a few days though. Never closed the curtains, gave her one hell of a show. I liked it, liked seeing her get all hot and bothered. Her face so innocent, so…corruptible. And all that time she was watching, she had no idea I’d seen her, that I was watching her too.


But all good things must come to an end.


Imagine my surprise when I turned up to take care of her only to find two goons breaking down her door, weapons in hand.


Turned out she had a price on her head. Her stepbrother wanted her and he wanted her alive. I’d never been one to pass up an opportunity to collect the kind of money he was offering, especially if I could have some fun while I was at it.


It just never occurred to me she’d be anything more than my next mark.





Curiosity killed the kitten.


I’ll never forget the look in his eyes when he said those words.


When I watched them from the window, I didn’t suspect for a moment that he’d seen me, that he was watching me back. Not while he was doing what he was doing to the woman on her knees before him.


But then she turned up dead, and he turned up in my hotel room, waiting for me in the dark.


I didn’t think for one second him being there that night would save my life. I’d been on the run for two years, but my stepbrother had finally caught up with me. Or his two thugs had.


Finding out I had a quarter-of-a-million dollar bounty on my head convinced Julien I was more valuable alive than dead. But to collect it would mean returning me to my stepbrother, who had sworn to make me pay for what I’d done.


Julien was cruel. He was merciless. He scared the crap out of me. But there was something else, something he never wanted me to see. Inside, he was broken, like me.


My stepbrother was wrong if he thought I’d let him get his hands on me ever again. I had no intention of allowing that to happen, even if it meant I’d have to sleep with the devil to survive.


And I had no doubt Julien was the devil.


*Please note: This standalone dark romantic suspense is complete at 68K words. No cliffhanger, only a badass Alpha male who doesn’t seem like much of a hero at the start, who uses strong language, and likes dirty, kinky sex. Some readers may find him offensive.








By Natasha Knight


Captive, Mine

(With Trent Evans)

Theirs To Take


Published by Stormy Night Publications

Taught To Kneel

Taming Emma

Captive’s Desire

Aching To Submit

Her Rogue Knight

Taken By The Beast

Claimed By The Beast

Taming Megan

Dangerous Defiance

The Firefighter’s Girl

Taming Naia

Given To The Savage

Amy’s Strict Doctor

Protective Custody


What The Doctor Ordered


Published by Cobblestone Press



Other Collections

Sci Spanks 2014: A Collection of Spanking Science Fiction Romance Stories (Seasonal Spankings)

The Disciplinarian: A Collection of Short Spanking Stories




Copyright ? 2015 by Natasha Knight

All rights reserved.



Cover Design by CT Cover Creations


Editing and Formatting by Trent Evans


This book is a work of fiction. The characters, incidents and dialogues are products of the author’s imagination and as such, any similarity to existing persons, places or events must be considered purely coincidental.


This book contains content that is not suitable for readers aged 17 and under.


For mature readers only.



First Electronic Edition: July 2015











Thanks to my absolutely wonderful friend Casey McKay, who actually reads all of my manuscripts when they’re not yet fit to be read. I so appreciate your honest feedback. I know you’ve got 1001 things going on and yet you always offer your time and help. I’m incredibly grateful for our friendship, and so appreciate that I can just be my weird self with you.









Chapter One



I’d been watching her for the last three days.

I didn’t know what it was I found so appealing about the girl. She was a sneaky little peeping Tom. Maybe it was her pretty green eyes, or how wide they grew at the things she watched us do. At the things I made the girl whose ass I was currently fucking do. Regardless, her fate was sealed the moment she pushed the curtains aside and saw my face.