The Protector

I've been to hell and back during my time in the Special Forces.

But only one woman has brought me to my knees, and I was just hired to protect her.

Billionaire heiress Blaire Hanson.

A bottle blonde, walking pilates ad with perfect skin, a designer wardrobe and a fierce desire to prove herself. 

Not to mention, my little sister's best friend.

She and I got off on the wrong foot the first time we met, and the day after…we both woke up on the wrong side of the bed—her bed.

But now that she's my client, those days are behind us. No matter how much my body aches to remember her. 

I thought babysitting the princess was going to be the hardest part of this job, until her father is taken hostage leaving her to take control of the company and my security firm to negotiate with the kidnappers.

There's one problem—in order to gain control of the board and the finances, she has to be married. 

With time running out and her father's life and legacy on the line I step up—to the altar.

But the moment I start to see hope in her eyes, I'm reminded that in this game, falling in love with your client can end in a deadly tragedy.

Something I learned the hard way.

At the end of the day only one thing is going to keep her alive—reminding myself that she is just a job. 

Not happily ever after.

She might have control over my body, but she'll never have my heart.