The Tailor's Trap
He can kill a man with a measuring tape, but she’s the only one who can unravel him.
Behind the velvet curtains of Gentry & Sons on Savile Row, Benedict Shaw serves as the Head Cutter for an elite private intelligence firm. He lives a life of rigid precision and cold protocol, believing that armor isn't always made of steel—sometimes, it's a perfectly tailored suit. But his controlled world begins to fray when a routine recovery mission brings him face-to-face with a woman who is his absolute opposite.
Cecilia "Cece" Varden is a whirlwind of chaos and brilliance, a museum conservator who accidentally finds herself in possession of a high-stakes cipher key woven into the lining of a 1950s suit. Now a target for international mercenaries, her only sanctuary is the apartment above Benedict’s shop. To survive, she must rely on the man who treats every interaction like a strategic maneuver and every touch like a calculated risk.
As the hunt for a lethal mole intensifies, Benedict must measure Cecilia for a ballistic-lined gown, turning a professional task into an agonizingly intimate encounter. Between high-stakes galas and rain-slicked London alleys, the line between duty and desire disappears. In a world where one wrong cut can be fatal, Benedict must decide if he’s willing to break his own patterns to keep the only woman who sees the man beneath the armor safe.
The Blurb
Behind the velvet curtains of Gentry & Sons on Savile Row, Benedict Shaw serves as the Head Cutter for an elite private intelligence firm. He lives a life of rigid precision and cold protocol, believing that armor isn't always made of steel—sometimes, it's a perfectly tailored suit. But his controlled world begins to fray when a routine recovery mission brings him face-to-face with a woman who is his absolute opposite.
Cecilia "Cece" Varden is a whirlwind of chaos and brilliance, a museum conservator who accidentally finds herself in possession of a high-stakes cipher key woven into the lining of a 1950s suit. Now a target for international mercenaries, her only sanctuary is the apartment above Benedict’s shop. To survive, she must rely on the man who treats every interaction like a strategic maneuver and every touch like a calculated risk.
As the hunt for a lethal mole intensifies, Benedict must measure Cecilia for a ballistic-lined gown, turning a professional task into an agonizingly intimate encounter. Between high-stakes galas and rain-slicked London alleys, the line between duty and desire disappears. In a world where one wrong cut can be fatal, Benedict must decide if he’s willing to break his own patterns to keep the only woman who sees the man beneath the armor safe.
"The tension in the fitting scene alone was enough to set my Kindle on fire! Benedict is the ultimate grumpy protector, and the mix of high-fashion elegance with gritty espionage is exactly the fresh hook I didn't know I needed."— Sarah J.