Beneath the Watching by Larissa Vincente

It’s my fault my best friend is dead
I saw something—but I never said anything.
Now, I’m being watched by a group of men as beautiful as they are deadly.

I’ve always been quiet and unassuming and that’s the way I like it, I’m just an observer.
I watch my friends and the things going on around me, but I don’t ask any questions, nor are they asked of me.
Things are changing and it both intrigues and worries me, but I speak to no one of my concerns.

I know the differences have something to do with my friend’s disappearance and I’m determined to figure it out but the closer I get to solving the mysteries, the more the dangers pile up.
That doesn’t stop my mission to discover the truth.
Somehow, I’ve snagged the attention of one of my boyfriend’s friends after I unwittingly trespassed inside his territory. I didn’t mean to do it, and it was beyond my control.

The thing is, he knows what happened to my friend only he’s not talking. I’m not going to let this moody, arrogant man stop me from finding out what happened to her.
He doesn’t scare me no matter how hard he tries or what spells he casts on me.
The more I explore, the more I want to be a part of his world.
It’s where I belong.