“Five days in paradise,” I drawled. “Swimming, sunbathing, fucking—” “Rhys.” “What, you don’t like the itinerary?” “Lower your voice,” she hissed, her face the color of the tomatoes on her plate. “People will hear.” “No one’s listening.”
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Jules sighed. “Tell your man he’s hot as hell but a total buzzkill.”
“He’s not my man. He’s my bodyguard.” I lowered my voice, but I thought I saw Rhys pause for a millisecond before he resumed polishing his knife.
“Even worse. He’s running your life and you’re not getting any dick from it.”
“Jules.”
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Her protector.
Her ultimate ruin.
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His forbidden fruit.
His every depraved fantasy.
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he swore an oath to protect her, but all he wants is to ruin her. Take her.
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