Guarded Desire

deliers, and the sweeping staircase that led to the upper levels. The house was breathtaking in its extravagance, a

n his late fifties, sharp-dressed in a tailored navy suit that probably cost more than Logan made in a month. His sa

ife, Eleanor, requires protection. She has a habit of being... fragile. I want her safe. I want her wa

profile executives before. He had seen fragile, but he had also seen controlled. The way R

ice even. "Are there any specifi

it never reached his eyes. "Not at the moment. Just keep her in line. If she t

dded. "C

and gave a curt nod. Within moments, a woma

or Si

silk dress that shimmered under the chandelier's glow. Her long, dark hair

that clung to her. There was something else too-something he recognized from his time in

seeking silent permission before addressing Log

ehind it. Logan met her gaze, offering a subtle nod.

almost a sigh of resignati

her lower back. She didn't flinch, but Logan noticed the

id smoothly. "Logan will be with you at all tim

urmured, her voice ba

ht of her, but he pushed it aside. This was jus

lair estate, he couldn't shake the feeling that he had just walke