Honey Trap (The Guild, #1)

by Tate James

Danny DeLuna was Guild royalty. She was totally untouchable… in more ways than one.

I may only be twenty-eight, but I’d been an active mercenary for the Guild since I was eight. Twenty years of killing was bound to age a woman, wasn’t it?

Readers were living multiple magical, fantastical lives all within their heads.

It was just so funny, because she was totally rational when she explained that she couldn’t stand the thought of leaving all her book boyfriends behind at night.”

“Are you stalking me? Because I’d hate to have to put a bullet between those pretty eyes of yours.” Oof. Yes, I was stalking her a little bit. But she thought I had pretty eyes. I liked that observation way more than I should have.

That made me embarrassingly happy. Oh my god, I was being so ridiculous. Anyone would think Leon was my first crush with how girly I was getting over him. He’d barely even shown me a flicker of interest, and I may as well be doodling Mrs. Danny Marx on my notebooks. Play it cool, Danny. Don’t scare the sexy nerd away.

Wow. Was I seriously daydreaming about my crush while playing dead in an unknown prison somewhere? Yes. Yes, I was. Dissociation was a strength I never intended to lose.

Then again, Belle had always been the Princess who resonated most with me… nothing wrong with a little Stockholm syndrome, was there?

Dammit. Dickhead men shouldn’t be allowed to wash women’s hair. It was an unfair advantage.

“Good.” With that settled in his mind, he went back to cooking us breakfast like we were a happy, normal couple. Like one of us wasn’t holding the other captive and trying to lock her down with pregnancy. Like one of us wasn’t secretly working up to kill the other in his sleep. Beauty and the Beast had nothing on us.