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Dangerous Love (A Studs & Steel Novella, Studs & Steel #5.5)
Dangerous Love (A Studs & Steel Novella, Studs & Steel #5.5)
Dangerous Love (A Studs & Steel Novella, Studs & Steel #5.5)
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Dangerous Love (A Studs & Steel Novella, Studs & Steel #5.5)

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Hendrix wants out of his murky underworld lifestyle but wanting something and getting it are two different things altogether as he soon finds out. He tries faking his own death, which lands him straight from the frying pan into the fire - and at the same time, panics his boyfriend, Mason into launching a manhunt for him.
Will the police's net close in on those who don't care if Hendrix lives or dies in time - or is he doomed to the life he was born to?
This is a stand alone Novella that forms part of the Studs and Steel series. It has no cliff hanger and has a happy ever after ending.

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Release dateMay 24, 2019
ISBN9781370682232
Dangerous Love (A Studs & Steel Novella, Studs & Steel #5.5)
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Heather Mar-Gerrison

I love to write M/M romance and as a sucker for a HEA, you're guaranteed one in my books. #happyheatherafters

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    Dangerous Love (A Studs & Steel Novella, Studs & Steel #5.5) - Heather Mar-Gerrison

    Dangerous Love

    A Studs & Steel Novella

    Smashwords Edition

    Heather Mar-Gerrison, Copyright 2017

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    No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronically or mechanically, including photocopying, recording or by any information storage and retrieval system without the written permission of the author, except where permitted by law. This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work.

    Prologue

    Let yourself off the hook for the night, Hendrix. Brendan said, smiling at me.

    I gave him a watery smile back. Yeah, right. I scoffed, And get beaten black and blue when I go back tonight with half the money Lenny’s expecting? No thanks.

    Brendan whipped out his wallet at the speed of light, I know I can’t tell you how to live your life. I never stepped up when you were born and I have no rights over you – but you’re still my flesh and blood and I don’t want you living like this. You’ve got brains, Hendrix. Use them – get the fuck out of this city and make a new life far away from here.

    I nodded, I will. That’s what my plan is. But I can’t take your money, man...

    He thrust a wad of twenty-pound notes into my hand, Call it a loan, then. He said with a wink, You can pay me back when you make your first million, okay? He got up to leave.

    I grinned. Sometimes I really wished things had been different and that Brendan had been my dad growing up but wishing for things was futile and actually there was nothing wrong with Henry – the guy who raised me as his own – apart from dying on me when I needed him the most and only months after Mum was killed in an accident. Oh, yeah – as fucked up lives went, mine was right up there...

    But I decided that for once, I was going to let myself off the hook. I was going to dance – and let loose a little. I’d got a pocketful of money thanks to Brendan’s generosity and I was going to have a drink and a little fun that didn’t involve blowjobs and hand jobs for money... I said goodbye to Brendan who was heading home and I headed for the bar. I wasn’t going home at all tonight if I could help it – it was so lonely there.

    Hi.

    I glanced to my right and found myself nose to nose with an incredibly attractive young guy around my age. Oh, hi. I nodded to him.

    Fancy a drink? My treat. He said.

    I frowned. Fuck, did he recognise me from a previous hook up? Or worse – had he been a client of mine?

    No thanks. I said sharply, I can pay my own way.

    He blinked and looked a little hurt, Okay, Jeez. He murmured, I was just...

    What? I snapped, Looking for a fucking freebie?

    He stared at me with a completely confused look, Uh?

    I felt my face heating up. Ohhh, shit. He was a regular guy, hitting on another regular guy... that was all this was. Only I wasn’t a regular guy. I was trailer-trash. I was a prostitute. I was so far beneath him with his beautiful skin and his beautifully made up eyes and his clean clothes and his delicious scent that I could smell from here, it was pitiful... I’m sorry. I said, Just chat up someone else – someone worth your effort, mate. I’m scum...

    He smiled at me, his eyes looking into mine and I could just tell that he liked what he saw for whatever reason... "That’s what I was doing." He said.

    Oh, God... Why me? Why today when I have no commitments? This wasn’t the way it was supposed to go down... I was getting out of here, not meeting someone that would make me want to stay. Don’t be nice to me. Please don’t be nice to me. I’m not strong enough to resist you...

    But he was nice to me – and I did stay – because I wasn’t strong enough to resist him. And I stayed for far too long...

    Chapter 1 – Cute, blonde guy...

    Mason

    I’d seen the cute guy with the big blue eyes and the cropped blonde hair way before he spotted me. He was chatting to another guy, about fifteen or sixteen years older than him maybe – who looked really quite similar now that I came to think about it. Maybe they were related... or not... Whatever. I didn’t care about him being related to the guy – I was just kind of fascinated with him. He was very attractive. He was of medium height and build – not too big, not too small. Perfect, a little voice in the back of my mind piped up.

    The excitement in my stomach as he headed away from the older guy and approached the bar was hard to contain. I had to speak to him. I had to...

    I blurted out the first thing I could thing of – which thankfully was actually appropriate to the situation. I offered to buy him a drink but he wasn’t exactly what you’d call approachable. He looked at me suspiciously and told me in no uncertain terms that he really wasn’t interested. But I didn’t believe him. A flicker of interest in his eyes belied his words – I know because I couldn’t tear my eyes away from his. Azure blue... incredible...

    Still, it was time to tread carefully, Jeez, I was just...

    He snapped something about me wanting a freebie, which was a bit weird since I’d offered him a drink and I looking at him in confusion. What the fuck was he on about?

    He sighed and apologised, I’m sorry. he said, Just chat up someone else – someone worth your effort, mate.

    Ahh, A mystery man with a murky past. He thought he was saving me from my bad self... I smiled, "That’s what I was doing." I said.

    And now he looked panicked but his eyes were still gazing at me with longing. And I felt that pull. It really was love at first sight... This was the one I’d been looking for my whole life. Someone who needed me as much as I needed him. It was like magic...

    Of course when magic comes along in your life – it’s laced with a little of the black magic too – and he sure as hell had his very own evil wizard in his life – his cousin, Lenny Roblinski. I’d heard of the Roblinskis and the McCarthys come to that – but I had no idea that the beautiful guy sitting at the bar was the younger brother of the guy who’d been shot here a couple of years ago until he started talking to me.

    Hang on a minute, I frowned at him as I took a sip of my cocktail through the fancy straw, your cousin is Lenny Roblinski? Fuck. That guy had been suspected of being involved – albeit allegedly – with Lionel Hessey and his associates. A really evil bastard that had been sent down for trafficking young men, selling them as sex-slaves.

    Sadly, the cops had never been able to get anything concrete on Lenny but it was widely known that he was – again, allegedly – a pimp...

    He shrugged and nodded, Someone’s gotta be related to him, he muttered, "Guess I just got really fucking unlucky."

    I nodded, And your brother was...?

    He raised his massive blue eyes to mine and nodded again, Yeah. He said, "Callum McCarthy. We weren’t really what you’d call

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