Excerpt The Lord and the Spy by Heather Slade

May 072021
 

The Lord and the Spy (The Royal Agents of MI6 Book 2) by Heather Slade

An MI-5 agent shattering the “forbidden” in love.
Homeland Security’s breaking hearts and taking names.
Reckless and ruthless, the lord and the spy are uncovering more than just secrets…

THE LORD
Espionage, secrets, and all the other crap my team wants me tight-lipped about. And that’s fine. I’m used to life undercover. As an MI5 agent, I take on a lot. It’s who I am, and what I do. But the fiery new weapon for US Homeland Security is more dangerous than anything I’ve touched—or tasted—before. With her curves and sass, she’s dangerous and powerful. Let’s be honest, she’s never faced off against me though. I’ve got tricks to make anyone cave.

THE SPY
Poisonous, deadly, and perilous, I know how they see me—and why they fear me. With terrorist attacks piling up, there are enemies to take down, and I’m going to make them defenseless. But my number one target right now is a sexy and strong MI5 agent. If I shatter his heart, so be it. If I shatter mine, oh well. It takes more than just a lady to weaken that LORD.

While each book in the Royal Agents of MI6 series is a standalone with its own HEA, they may be more enjoyable read in order.
Publication date : August 19, 2021

Excerpt The Lord and the Spy by Heather Slade

Sutton “Wilder” Whittaker had been on my radar since I began working for the United States Government. His older brother, Thornton “Shiver” Whittaker, former MI6 and now retired as a duke, was far more well known. It was Wilder, though, who had always intrigued me.
I’d heard through the intelligence grapevine that SIS was trying their hardest to get him to switch over to their international unit, Section 6, but so far, he hadn’t moved. I wondered if Wilder had turned the job down primarily because of the man I was there to extradite. Tonight I intended to find out.
Whittaker stood, perhaps waiting for me to do the same, but I wanted to see what he’d do if I didn’t. He didn’t disappoint.
The swoon-worthy, handsome agent leaned all six feet three inches of his powerful body on the hand he placed on his desk almost close enough to touch my bottom. He moved so I could see his eyes, which looked almost black from a distance, were really brown with flakes of gold and green. His wavy dark-brown hair had strands of blond and maybe even some gray mixed in. But mostly, his scent—a mix of sandalwood, citrus, and something else that smelled almost of aristocracy—filled my nostrils with an undeniable want.
Without needing to reach, I could slide my hand inside the folds of his jacket and run it over what I knew were the rock-hard pectoral muscles in his chest, then to his powerful shoulders, and up to cup his cheek and run my finger over the smirk on his lips.
“I’ll see you at eight, Miss Harlow,” he breathed, moving closer to me still. “In the meantime, think long and hard about how you want this to play out.”
“Meaning?”
“Just because they call me Wild doesn’t mean I don’t know how to be subdued, controlled, even civilized. Although, I’d far prefer it if you chose adventurous, entertaining—even titillating.”
“It’s just dinner, Mr. Whittaker.”
“It stopped being ‘just dinner’ the minute you walked into my office. You know it as well as I do.”

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