Flicka won't allow herself to be terrified.

She's on the run from her cheating, soon-to-be ex-husband Prince Pierre and his Secret Service, and she doesn't have a passport, credit cards, or money. She needs to get to Paris to talk to her lawyers about divorcing that bastard.

The only thing standing between her and the cheating prince is Dieter Schwarz, her bodyguard, her protector, and her ex-lover. He's six feet, four inches of sarcasm, black humor, and rock-hard muscle. A former Swiss mercenary, now he owns and operates Rogue Security--a band of former special operations soldiers, SEALs, hackers, and spies--which will take any dirty covert operation for the right price.

But the Secret Service is tracking her, and even Dieter and the Rogues might not be able to keep her safe from her ex.

And once again, she's falling in love with Dieter, which might be the most dangerous thing of all.