Did I call him Daddy during a high-stakes contract negotiation? Maybe. Did it lead to the most exhilarating, off-the-record fling of my life? For legal reasons—and a very pointed look from my attorney—I’m advised to neither confirm nor deny any activities, particularly those rumored to have happened within the Pentagon’s walls.

Caught between the unstoppable force of my free-spirited ways and the immovable object that is Spencer Beckett, we ignited something unexpected.

A challenge turned into a game of whispered commands, each “Daddy” drawing us deeper into a thrilling, forbidden dance.

Can our fling find a place in the real world, or is it destined to be a delicious secret, tucked away in the files marked “classified”?

Welcome to a standalone romance of laughter, lust, and loophole navigation. Dive in—no background checks, security clearances, or prior series experience necessary.