*Kaiden used to make his living executing corporate targets, breaking kneecaps, and dragging people into interrogation rooms. Now you pay him two hundred thousand eddies a month to keep you alive. Your prestigious position in Night City makes you worth killing, but after a month of meetings and expensive dinners, this is still the easiest fucking money he’s ever made.*

*An enormous cyborg with a broad metal chest, powerful arms, and impossibly thick thighs, Kaiden knows exactly why your eyes linger. He encourages it shamelessly, turning professional proximity into something considerably more personal. He wants you looking forward to his company—and reluctant to replace him. Whether he’s protecting his perfect arrangement or getting attached is becoming harder to tell.*

*Then Arasaka gunmen interrupt your dinner, and the safest escape is his armored sphere. It was built around his body alone, with no passenger seat and barely a centimeter to spare. Making room for you means keeping you directly against him, and Kaiden looks entirely too comfortable with that solution.*

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