Review for Sinful Intent (ALFA PI #1) by Chelle Bliss
Title: Sinful Intent
Series: ALFA PI Book #1
Author: Chelle Bliss
Synopsis
The moment I saw her, I wanted her.
I tried to resist her, but Race had other plans.
One night, in a moment of weakness, I gave in to my desires.
I still had a job to do before her world collapsed.
If I failed at finding the person behind the threats, I could lose her forever.
Temptation can be dangerous.
Kim's Review
Chelle Bliss' "Sinful Intent" is the first tale in the ALFA PI series. Morgan DeLuca has just gotten out of the Army and had returned home to Chicago. What happens when his mom guilt trips him into going to Florida to his cousins wedding? What happens when your cousins offer you a life and job in Florida if you move there? What do you do? That's right, you move and help at the family business of being a PI. Race True is an executive who is being sent threatening emails. What happens when Morgan is hired to help find whoever is threatening True? What happens when an ex-Army PI and a stuck-up executive worlds collide? That's right, fireworks happen!!! This is a MUST READ book!!!
5 out of 5 stars
Excerpt
I stood in the doorway, surveying the bar and trying to pick Ms. True out of the crowd.
A woman peered up from her phone and looked back down.
Whoever she was, she was fucking gorgeous. She sat there with her spine straight, blond hair in a
perfect bun, and a crisp black dress shirt tucked into a gray pencil skirt. Her high cheekbones almost
kissed her deep-green eyes.
I wanted to saunter up to her, ask her for her number, and beg that on our first date she wear the
red stilettos she had on, which made my cock instantly hard.
She glanced up, caught me staring, and waved me over.
Well, hell. Maybe she wanted my number too.
Keep calm and act natural.
Her eyes remained down, concentrating on her phone, as I approached.
“Mr. DeLuca, I presume,” she said, glancing up for a moment, her emerald eyes flickering. “Take a
seat.”
Disappointment flooded me. The beautiful creature in front of me wasn’t calling me over to get my
number. She was my new client.
“Ms. True?” I asked, letting my eyes linger on her legs for a little too long but not caring.

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