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    A Hot Take Down: A BWWM Interracial Sports Romance
    A Hot Take Down: A BWWM Interracial Sports Romance
    A Hot Take Down: A BWWM Interracial Sports Romance
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    A Hot Take Down: A BWWM Interracial Sports Romance

    By Dina Marie

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    Bounty hunter Rae Fenton is on the trail of her biggest bounty yet, billionaire Enrique Valdez. Catching this thieving embezzler will be the key to paying for her younger brother's college tuition and just maybe, a partnership in the Fugitive Recovery Agency that holds her contract. A chance encounter with the older and handsomer Hector Valdez turns a cross country hunt into an unforgettable adventure. 

    Billionaire businessman Hector Valdez needs to find his brother Enrique before the police do to make sure his business won't be affected by his crimes. When he encounters a sexy pixie with cinnamon skin armed to the teeth, he strikes a million dollar deal for her help. What he finds is a stunning woman with sharp wit and fierce intelligence that sets his body on fire. 

    One night of passion changes everything…but will a shocking betrayal ruin everything before it even begins? 

    Note: This 8,000 word book (1 hour read) contains spicy love scenes and colorful language. A sweet & sexy stand alone, with no cliffhangers, and a happily ever after! 

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherWild Card Press
    Release dateJan 17, 2019
    ISBN9781386652717
    A Hot Take Down: A BWWM Interracial Sports Romance

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      Rae was dressed like a total cliché in head to toe black but it was out of necessity rather than fashion sense, and she certainly didn’t need to look slimmer. No, her outfit was strictly professional and right now she was on the trail of billionaire embezzler Enrique Valdez and the last trace of him was here at the Downtown Belmont Hotel. Her skintight black dress, black lace top stockings and her black mile high stilettos were all so that she’d fit in as she strolled through the lobby. The good thing about luxury hotels was that no one dared question it when one of the big wigs wanted to order a hooker, escort, call girl- whatever the ladies of the night called themselves these days.

      She sauntered across the marble floor of the lobby without drawing any of the wrong type of attention. Of course every male eye from the entrance to the elevator was squarely focused on her assets, which was fine as long as no one stopped her or asked where she was going. When the elevator doors closed behind her, leaving her alone, Rae sagged in relief. She was a pro but one never could tell with these fancy hotels.

      It’s not at as though she could simply walk up to the desk and ask for Enrique Valdez because of course, his reservation was under Will Smith. Original, she scoffed. But there was also the fact that the Valdez family was mega wealthy and quite well known on the Chicago business scene, so unless she was on some highly guarded list she wouldn’t even get close enough to sniff his expensive cologne. Which is why I’m currently dressed like a prostitute and walking down the hall the penthouse suite registered to Will Smith.

      At the door she scanned the hall just to be sure she was still alone. All clear. Inside her sparkly black clutch she pulled out a lock picking kit and in seconds she was inside the foyer of the cavernous suite. She stood still for a moment, listening for any sounds or movement inside the suite. Nothing. Down the hall the bathroom light illuminated the hall and part of the main room. Clothes were strewn on the floor, on the sofa and a pair of silk boxers draped over the lampshade. Enrique must be trying out different looks, she thought, noticing high quality slacks, worn denim, sneakers and Oxford shorts. The pile didn’t look like it belonged to one person, which is exactly what it should look like for a person on the run.

      To the left was the master bedroom and on the other side of the kitchenette was the smaller suite. She started with the master because, what else would a billionaire use? The bed was messed but not slept in, and the nightstand drawer was pulled

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