" Nella swallowed. “Who are you?”
“Rio,” he said. “Who are you?”
His voice, soft and seductive, held a hint of hidden wickedness.
With difficulty, Nella clamped her lips shut. She could not reveal her true name— not yet, until she was certain who he worked for.
“I’m . . .” She stopped, her mouth trying to form the right name anyway. Her brain felt thick, as though perfumed tendrils wove through it. “Yours,” she finished.
Rio’s eyes flickered. “That’s dangerous, beautiful. Very dangerous.”
Nella didn’t care. Right now, she wanted every inch of danger he could give her. "

― Allyson James , Rio (Tales of the Shareem, #2)