She’s so pristine and innocent. I’ll drag her into obscenity.
The senator’s daughter is being targeted by terrorists specializing in mind control. Considering the high-profile life she leads, filled with ballet performances, charity galas, and stifling political events, I am the worst possible fit for her. I don’t belong in polite society. Unfortunately, I am the only MSA bodyguard who can resist mind control.
It quickly turns out protecting her is much more thrilling than I suspected. My tightly buttoned-up principal is delightfully fun to tease. Her proper upbringing hasn’t prepared her for someone like me: lethal, uncouth, irreverent to the bone.
She can’t help being curious. And as her innocent, doe eyes trace the shape of my skull and linger on my mouth, mine are drawn to her genteel manners and tightly pinned hairstyle. I wonder what it will take to see her completely undone.
When I fantasize about tattooing my name on her skin, I know I’m in too deep for her good or mine. But it’s too late. This sweet princess dressed in pink will be mine, no matter how many brains I’ll have to splatter to have her.
