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🔥 I need his protection. He demands my surrender.
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I need his protection. He demands my surrender.
I’m Sophie, pop-star princess.
My career is on a superstar trajectory.
Until an assassin’s bullets shatter everything.
The imposing bodyguard is my only hope of escaping alive.
But suddenly, I’m trapped with a dangerous stranger who makes my body burn.
And I learn that Rand’s protection comes at a price.
I should be terrified.
Instead, I'm aching for his touch.
For his dominance.
For his hunger.
For the wicked suggestions he whispers in the dark.
He can save me from death. But who will save me from him?
⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ "It’s a sizzling, sexy, complex, intense, short yet jam-packed romance that brings all the drama and angst, excitement and chemistry.” – Goodreads Reviewer
**Seduced by the Bodyguard is a sexy bedtime story, designed so you can start in the evening and complete before you turn out the lights. All Forbidden Confessions: Protectors are connected, but can be read as a standalone. Each is a HOT, romantic story with strong language, sexy times, no cliffhangers, and a guaranteed happily ever after!**

Series: Forbidden Confessions: Protectors
Main Characters: Rand & Sophie
Formats: eBook, trade paperback
Word Count: 24k
Print Count: 345 pages
Prior Reading Necessary? No
Tropes: Alpha Hero, Danger, Dominant Hero, Famous, Forbidden Love, Forced Proximity, Insta-love, Protector, Suspense
Print: Forbidden Confessions: Protectors
Four scorching stories of danger and forbidden desire...
Seduced by the Bodyguard - Rand & Sophie
Seduced by the Spy - Rush & Vanessa
Seduced by the Assassin - Ransom & Havana
Seduced by the Mafia Boss - Ridge & Kristi
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Sophie bites her lip, mouth pressing into a grim line that tells me she’s fighting tears. “I’m afraid.”
She’s right to be.
I squeeze her hand. “Ever been shot at before this morning?”
“No.” And the look on her face tells me she can’t imagine why anyone would want her dead.
“You’ve never been a threat, so this kind of malice makes no sense to you.”
She nods. “I’ve only tried to make the world a happier place with my songs.”
At that, she falls apart. It’s not unexpected. She feels betrayed by violence coming from people she tried to entertain. Plus, the adrenaline crash is a bitch.
Against me, her whole body trembles. I press her closer and wrap an arm around her. I don’t say anything. Empty assurances are pointless. I can’t promise her I can get her out of this mess in one piece; I can only promise to try my damnedest.
We stay that way for so long we begin to sweat together. Neither of us cares. She lays her head on my chest. Her bent knee creeps onto my leg. It seems automatic to take her bare thigh in my grip and pull her closer. The slow motion of the buggy rolls our bodies rhythmically against each other. She probably feels every inch of my reaction to having her so close. I’m harder than I ever fucking remember. Sophie is lost in her own fear, and I’m a heel for even noticing how beautiful she is, much less entertaining thoughts of sex.
But I can’t help wanting her. It’s agonizing.
Finally, Dustin slows the horse-drawn wagon. “There’s a group of cops ahead. What do you want me to do?”
“Stay under the blanket,” I murmur to Sophie, then cautiously peek out.
Just like he said, we’re a hundred feet from the barricades originally set for the parade. They’re not allowing any vehicles in or out. Fuck.
“Get us as close as you can without attracting attention. I’ll handle the rest.”
Moments later, the cart rolls to a stop. It’s nothing Dustin says or does, but I feel his panic. “They’re staring.”
And he doesn’t know what to do. Any moment, they’ll approach and interrogate him. I can’t claim that either Sophie or I need medical attention. They’ll rustle up an EMT, who will debunk our excuse for leaving the area.
I have to come up with a Plan B.
“What’s going on?” Sophie asks from under the blanket.
“We have a problem. We have to get away from here fast…and I only have one idea how.”
“Wha?” she breathes.
I hesitate, jaw clenching, praying I’m not about to make one of the biggest mistakes of my life. “Play along.”
Before she can ask more questions, I shove the blanket down to her waist, haul her against my chest, and slant my mouth over hers.
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