Black Collar Queen Synopsis:
Claiming the Morgan Syndicate was supposed to be the hardest part—but now they have to keep it.
Seth Morgan has taken his place as the head of the Morgan syndicate, with his cousin Emma by his side. But the change of regime came at a heavy price: Emma’s mother is missing, and the Oliver syndicate wants Emma’s head on a platter.
And there are secrets—skeletons from their parents coming to haunt them. Seth is moving pieces, struggling to keep Emma safe and peace in the city while Emma alienates her lover and grapples with her past.
With threats on every side, and unable to trust their allies, Emma makes a misstep that could cost more than the syndicate is willing to pay: the life of it’s young queen.
The car slows and for a moment, she stares out the window, and it doesn’t look right.
It doesn’t look like the house she has spent so many summers in, where she learned to ride and swim. She was in the garden the first time she got high, with a second or third cousin.
Caleb caught them, and even though he didn’t yell, she didn’t see that cousin again, except for at the required family functions, and even then, Caleb was close by or the cousin kept his distance.
Whatever anger Caleb had over the princess sampling the family product, he had settled it squarely on the other boy’s shoulders.
She blinks slowly, coming out of her memories to stare at Dom. He’s watching her with worried, alert eyes. “I haven’t been back here since last year. Before Caleb died, we came up here for a weekend,” she says, her voice rusty from the long, silent ride. “Beth hates this place.”
She falls quiet, and she can feel Dom as he watches her. He’s been quietly concerned about his boss, and she’s trying to reassure him. She puts on a good face when she’s with Rama or Seth. Smiles and acts the part when the board is around. But in her private moments—when there is just her and her thoughts, she falls quiet and troubled, and he is seeing that more than she would like.
She wonders, vaguely, if this is why Tinney was so close to Gabe. Guarding another, seeing the powerful at their most vulnerable—it breeds a special sort of intimacy that she hadn’t expected.
Seth has noticed her mood. Of course he’s noticed—he notices everything about her, even when she tries to shield him.
AN Latro Bio:
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