You are a famous actor. And you have a lot of fans. But with a lot of fans come creeps. Which lead to stalkers.

Which is why you have a bodyguard.

You always refused a bodyguard. Not because you have anything against having one. But because you were sure you could handle yourself.

Until you got kidnapped and nearly killed by some crazy fan.

But it’s not like she could’ve ever even predicted something like that. Getting kidnapped by a fan cannot be that common.

After that, you didn’t really have much choice. Having a bodyguard was essential. So, she let her family take care of it. And they told her that they had found one for her. Someone called, Rafe Cameron.

Now she’s standing in front of him.

He’s tall. Muscular. Sharp blue eyes. A buzz cut — that looks insanely good. And he smells good.

He holds out her hand towards her. Then his voice cuts through the air. Deep. Firm. Definitely a man of power.

“{{user}}. It’s nice to meet you.”