Twisted Games: A Forbidden Royal Bodyguard Romance

“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.”

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.”

I wanted what Booth and his wife had.
Love. Passion. Choice. Things no amount of money could buy.

wanted what Booth and his wife had.
Love. Passion. Choice. Things no amount of money could buy.

With great risk comes great reward, right?”
A small smile touched my lips. “Absolutely.”
Bridget was, after all, my greatest risk and my greatest reward.

was always meant to find my way to you.”

“Why did you take the job as my bodyguard then? If you knew it meant having to visit Eldorra.”
Rhys’s expression relaxed into a smirk. “You got a real pretty face.” His smirk widened at my exasperated huff.

I don’t need a happily ever after. I need to be by your side. I need you happy and healthy and safe. Goddammit Bridget, I need you. In any way I can have you.”

Plus, my mouth could be pretty damn persuasive, especially when I used it for purposes other than talking

I caught Bridget’s eye during her procession, and I flashed her a quick grin and a wink.