Seems Like Royalty

Seems Like Royalty

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[COMPLETED ON 2014] Being the president's daughter? Sure. Having a luxurious and pampered lifestyle? Definitely. But having an ex-member of the mafia as your bodyguard? Please ask again later. That is indeed Amber McKinley's reply. Well, who can blame her? Having Blake Watterson as your bodyguard requires hard work, long patience and a whole lot of humor. Not to mention all the kidnappings and hostages that come her way. It really is dangerous. Dangerous to fall. And for Blake, who can blame him? Having a president's daughter as your employer requires resistance to coercion. A bucket-full of resistance. Especially when she seems like royalty.
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He's paid to protect me. But when his hands are on me, I know he's not thinking about safety. I'm Zariah Moretti. Mafia princess. Brat. Daddy's favorite threat. Raised behind gates, draped in silk, watched by men with guns. And Malik Stone? He's the bodyguard with blood on his hands and hunger in his eyes. Cold. Trained. Untouchable. Except when it comes to me. I test him. Tease him. Drive him insane on purpose. And when he finally snaps - when his lips crush mine, when he drags me into the shadows - it's not sweet. It's filthy. Addictive. Everything I shouldn't want. But now the rival mafia heir thinks I belong to him. There's a war on the edge. And I'm caught in it. Malik says I'm off-limits. I say, make me stop. He was hired to protect me. Now he's the reason I'm on my knees. This isn't a love story. It's a body count. A dirty secret. A guilty pleasure.

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