PREMISE
He was assigned to protect me.
But he watched me like he wanted to own me.
My father's private bodyguard-tall, quiet, ex-military-was supposed to keep his distance.
Instead, his eyes stripped me bare.
He followed every sound I made in the night.
And when he finally touched me, it wasn't protection I felt.
It was worship.
Possession.
Punishment.
And I never wanted him to stop.
Chapter One
His Eyes Never Blink
I wasn't supposed to know his name.
The bodyguards rotated weekly. They were meant to be background-silent, serious, and forgettable. But he had been assigned to me for over a month now. And he hadn't said more than ten words to me in that time.
Ten.
And yet I could feel him on my skin every time I breathed.
He was always just... there. By the kitchen entrance
