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I’m not a sentimental man, but even I have to admit life is starting to look suspiciously like my wildest dreams. I’ve got the woman I love in my arms and the world at my feet. So when a seemingly easy consult in DC comes up, I’m happy for an excuse to stay close to home and savor the good life. But looks can be deceiving. What seemed like an in-and-out job covers up a much darker secret that rocks the entire International Guy team to our cores. Luckily, we have the help of one of DC’s savviest political consultants to guide us.

There’s nothing I won’t do to protect Skyler, the team, and my family. After the recent attempt on our lives, escaping to Rio to enjoy the hot sands of Copacabana Beach sounds like a little piece of heaven and a much-needed break from the nightmare back in Boston. When my brother’s Brazilian mate solicits my help to weed out a shadowy embezzler slowly bleeding his business dry, I can’t say no. However, the more we dig into the issue, the more secrets come to the surface.

I’m a professional. That doesn’t mean I can’t lose control. I’m only human. But I’d better watch myself with Skyler Paige. She’s the hottest movie star on the planet right now - the woman I’ve crushed on for years - and she’s on the edge of losing it. She needs to find her muse. Hell, she needs to find herself. But most of all, she needs International Guy’s help. That’s why she’s come to me, Parker Ellis. Ever since Skyler opened her door, it’s been a freakin’ hurricane of charged lust between us. Damn. I just don’t want to go too far, too fast. Only she’s making it so hard.

The Marriage Auction 2 continues in this filthy, gritty, angsty soap opera. No way we’re going to spoil anything!

What man doesn’t like to strap himself into a fast, well-oiled machine? International Guy’s three-for-hire are no different. We’re all high performance - on the road and off. That’s why our new client in Berlin, a statuesque blonde with piercing blue eyes, hired us to come up with a hot promotion for her unique line of cars. Isn’t it? It turns out Monika Schmidt wants to use more than our smarts for her cutting-edge campaign. She wants our bodies. That means we have to be on our best (model) behavior. But a woman who likes to mix business with pleasure is full of surprises.

In my world, nothing is merry and bright. More like dark and dank. In fact, deck the halls should be deck the slobbering drunk who waited for me to get off work and followed me to my car with only one thing in mind. He didn't expect a smart girl with a handy-dandy taser, ready to light the star on his tree. Unfortunately, I didn't expect there to be two of them. While my attacker was on the ground, twitching and convulsing, his face as red and puffed up as ole St. Nick, I was grabbed from behind by Santa's helper.

I should have known better. Never fall, Parker. Now I’m getting as far away from my personal problems as I can. Back to business. Except it’s hard to focus on anything but the prospect of a good time with my new client. She’s a corporate genius with bangin’ curves, endlessly long legs, and pouty pink lips begging for my...services. Someone’s been stealing and selling her trade secrets and only International Guy can help her. How can I say no to such a tempting plea?

I’ve been hired to find a love match for a stunning, powerful, and lonely CEO. She’s through with being mined by gold diggers who only want her money and her body. She’s looking for love. Imagine my surprise when my business partner Royce offers himself up on a silver platter, a move that could ruin everything we’ve built - our friendship, International Guy’s reputation - and even Royce’s heart. The thing is...he’s all wrong for her, and I know it. Royce wants to settle down, but this client is most certainly not that kind of woman.

With intimate pictures of me and starlet Skyler Paige igniting a tabloid sexstorm, the gig in Milan is perfectly timed. I need a distraction. And what a distraction: a dozen gorgeous Italian lingerie models - every one of them a mouthwatering temptation. The problem? These aren’t professionals. They’re real women - soft, lush, and inexperienced. They need International Guy to show them how to embrace their sexy on the runway. With my personal life challenges and just a week to empower each one, I’m not on my game. All I can think about is Skyler.

My life felt like a fast ride on a too short highway. Coming home should be roses and rainbows, but nothing that comes out of the desert blooms free. I was most certainly not free. I'd missed my payment to Blaine, owed the last client a hundred grand I didn't have, and my father was on his deathbed. To make matters worse, Wes was missing in action. As in, no one had seen or heard from him in three weeks. Devastation didn't begin to explain where my mental state was at.

Neither my success as a full-figured lingerie and fashion model nor my street smarts as a born and bred Chicago native safeguarded me against walking into the clutches of a monster. As I try to pull my life back together, I'm brought face-to-face with a man whose wounds mirror my own. Under his protection, I'm gifted the opportunity to find beauty where there has only ever been pain. And yet, danger lurks, as a new evil threatens to bring me to my knees.

My latest project has trouble written all over her. And it’s my favorite kind: lush curves; full, kissable lips; and a wicked smile that promises a million sins. But Christina Kaarsberg is a whole new gamble. She’s a princess - as in the Danish royal family. And if I make one mistake, my International Guy business will be royally screwed. There’s a lot more riding on this job than just a woman who needs help. Not only do I have to tame this soon-to-reign bad girl but I also have to convince her to marry the crown prince and accept her rightful place as the next queen of Denmark.

I love women. All women. I’ve made a career out of being exactly what a woman needs. You want something outta life and have the money to back that dream? Let’s discuss it. There’s no challenge I can’t meet, and I never leave a client unsatisfied. So when perfume heiress Sophie Rolland calls me to help take her family’s company - and Paris - by storm, I know exactly what she needs. Just a few days with my team and there will be no stopping Sophie. Watching a gorgeous woman come alive in the City of Lights - that’s why I got into this business. Not to mention what happens when those lights go out…

Not many can say they were burned by fate. I'm the exception. Scalded figuratively, emotionally, and physically...I have the scars running down my arm, ribs, and side to prove it. The doctors have done what they can to heal me by smoothing the abraded skin using other parts of my body. But they can only do so much. Sometimes, what can't be seen can't be healed.

Sweet and naïve in the ways of the world, Camille "Cami" Johnston has done whatever it takes to survive in New York City. Unbroken by her tumultuous past, she is pursuing a stable and secure future that doesn't include worrying about where the rent money will come from. Little does she know, a full-time position at Jensen Construction will do more than pay the bills, it will bring her everything she ever dreamed of having, but didn't believe she was worthy of.

Pretending. I've always been good at pretending. Being someone else is easy, and that ability has served me well these last seven months. This time, I've been hired to be the long lost sister of oil tycoon, and down to earth cowboy, Maxwell Cunningham. Recently, Maxwell's father passed away and in his last Will and Testament he dropped a bomb no one saw coming. One of the richest men in the world, left forty-nine percent of his company to a sister my client never knew he had. A woman named Mia Saunders.

Looks as though my hot streak ended when Warren Shipley, one of the nation's wealthiest men, hired me to play arm-candy to save face with the other one-percenters he did business with. At least that's what I thought when I arrived in Washington, DC, until I was met by old man Shipley's debonair and insanely handsome son. The Senator from California, Aaron Shipley. Youngest senator in the history of politics, single, beyond rich, and the face of every political magazine around the US.

My name is Honor, but I have none to speak of. I’m a high-society princess on the verge of ending it all. I have nothing to show for my life, though my bank account would say otherwise. Money and status has controlled every ounce of my world and I want no part of it. To find a healthier avenue to deal with my grief, I turned to Lotus House Yoga for salvation - and found it in the tall, dark, and brutally attractive Nicholas Salerno. He’s everything I’m not. Lives every day to the fullest, loves his family, and goes after what he wants with a thrust that’s unmatched.

I’m a good person. At least I try to be. After my husband left me, I picked up the pieces of my broken heart and tried to move on. One shattered piece at a time. Just when I thought things were looking up, that I had suffered enough at the hands of fate, my past came back with nothing to lose and a blade that cut...deep. Figuratively and physically scarred, I had nothing left to hold on to. That’s when Clayton Hart entered my world. With his blue eyes, spikey blond hair, and a body packed with muscles, I never stood a chance.

When veteran yoga instructor Mila Mercado was asked to attend a new class and report back to the studio, she had no idea that the over-confident, ruggedly sexy newbie Atlas Powers was going to teach more than just a very controversial and erotic form of yoga.