The Knight With a Crown
- Lectures 281
- Votes 10
- Chapitres 14
Contenu pour adultesEn cours d'écriture2 h 16 min
Dernière publication mer., mai 13, 2020
[If you are reading this while it is incomplete, please know that things might get changed around- Just a heads up!]
"Oh Mr. Knight I think you have the wrong idea," my voice was low as I stepped forward leaving less than a foot of distance between us. "I'm not your servant, maid, or slave- I do not bow down to you. I'm here because apparently people think your ass is valuable, but don't get it twisted- just because daddy told me to keep you alive doesn't mean i'm against ruffing up that pretty little face of yours." I pause, matching his narrow gaze, a smile anything but nice rested upon my lips as I finish.
"Got it?"
---
The Kovac Family Owned Business. An Insurance Company.
Just not the type of insurance you're thinking of.
Bodyguards, art thieves (all though is it really art theft if you're stealing it back), conmen, investigators, those were just some of the services provided. The Kovac business was a sort of law enforcement for the .1 percent- not one percent, point-one percent. Mafias, Ceos and even royalty were the types of people confiding in this type of insurance. This made for a family rich in connections.
The Kovac oath? Protect the Heart of the Client.
So when Milan Katalina Kovac, the youngest of the Kovac family line, is forced to leave her life of guns, scandals and spying for a life at a preppy private-academy, she isn't exactly thrilled.
But little did she know that her life at Sterling Academy would lead to a different type of life with guns, scandals and spying.
And somehow it all connects the the green-eyed, arrogant, but undeniably handsome Thaddeus Konstantinos-Knight.
A prince.
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