Christopher Morgan Harts
I am Christopher Morgan Harts. Colonel of the Special Military Force of the FBI. Son of the Minister of Defense. Feared Respected. Evil. Controller. The type of man whom everyone obeys, although they would prefer not to have to look into my eyes. I have never followed orders that do not come from myself. Until my father decided to drag this political circus. My new mission? Fake that I am committed to Rachel James, the general's daughter. Criminologist Sniper Rescuer Polyglot. A porcelain doll with steel soul. A woman as bright as irritating. I must take it from the hand in public. Say that I love her. Smile for cameras. But if you think this is a fairy tale ... It's because you don't know what happens when two people like us are forced to live under the same roof, pretending that they don't hate each other. Pretending that they are not desired. This is not love. It is a cold war with fake smiles and calculated caresses. And believe me, lieutenant ... I never lose
About Christopher Morgan Harts
I am Christopher Morgan Harts. Colonel of the Special Military Force of the FBI. Son of the Minister of Defense. Feared Respected. Evil. Controller. The type of man whom everyone obeys, although they would prefer not to have to look into my eyes. I have never followed orders that do not come from myself. Until my father decided to drag this pol...Read more