Bodyguard by Anna Kendra

couches lined the wall to the right, anda slanting table to the left piled with sketchbooks and pencils and ev

ly looking straight ahead in the direction of the woman who h

udded with several pearls of different sizes and shapes. It looked like a dress fit for a queen. He didn't know why, but standing

ful, is

blow to his reputation and now he was having dreams of marriage? He was only 28, for God's sake, and he was nowhere near ready to settle down! But thanks to the

ose bright emerald eyes, the dark shade of brown hair that framed her heart-shaped face with its delicate curls, the rest of her hair pinned to the back of her head in a ponytail. She wore simple clothes; he could see as much from h

n. For his own sake, he couldn't. She is just like every other woman, he reminded himself. Like them, she would soon lust after him, a

eyebrow in his direction, one side of her lips tugging up in a smirk. And he realized, for the first time, how young she really was.

the beautifully melodic voice of Sia

he gotten h

t after being caught staring at his soon-to-be-employer and sa

e very ground he walked on. But this woman seemed to be mocking him with her half smile and arched eyebrows. She was definitely immune to his charms. T

him feel like he couldn't

You are here for a job, not to ruin yo

g left to ruin, his

used on the task he was here for. Julian never mixed

nside, she was far from it; she was scared out of her skin. Someone was after her life and out to get her son. Sia cou

ucifer, firstly, because of his unerring abilities displayed in his missions and, secondly, because of his maddening skills in bed. The latter she didn't have to worry about; she had writte

s job, she was willing to overlook his scandalous behavior. If she weren't so desperate, she wo

thought to herself as she held her

g to be an in