A Reborn Bride Pearl Emerging from Dust by Sally Garcia

The man swallowed hard, feeling the weight of the moment. Only someone who had taken a beating could truly understand just how twisted the woman in front of him was. His crew stood no chance against her.

Even though he knew his boss was a retired special forces operative, and pretty skilled, this woman seemed to be on another level entirely.

"Are you kidding me?" Gabriel couldn't wrap his head around it. This woman looked so frail, yet his men couldn't handle her and let him run?

Who was he? He'd survived war zones, dodged bullets and bombs. A mere woman wouldn't be his downfall.

"Gideon, aren't you interested in this woman?" Gabriel smirked. "Since these clowns couldn't handle her, why don't I help you out, and you can have your fun? After all, any video will do the trick! If Silas finds out his girl got tangled up with you, he'll definitely make her pay!"

Gabriel stood up, casting a long shadow with his nearly six-foot-three frame. He was a bear of a man, solid and imposing.

He slowly shrugged off his suit jacket and popped open the collar of his shirt, rolling up his sleeves to reveal a menacing tattoo snaking around his forearm.

an average person, he'd be intimidating as hell. But Calliope wasn't average; she seemed

Gideon sneered down at her. "Why not make it easy on yourself? Beg me, and maybe I'll tell

figured with his uncle in the mix, he'd have the upper hand

were useless, but I didn't realize you'd also be this vile! Of all the people to mess with,

standing by, was fuming. "You little witch, don't you dare

shot back. "I can't believe I

the crap, girl," Gabriel growled. "I'm giving you a choice: play nice and help Gideon out, or I'll make

in on Calliope

try me," she

eyes locking

flicked to his tattoo, and she chuckled softly. "A

of surprise crossing his face Not many knew about the tattoo or what