Forbidden feelings?
No.
This is just a phase.
Just a passing moment.
It will fade.
It has to.
Jacob Lancaster sat silently across the room, his sharp eyes fixed—just for a second too long—on the young woman in front of him.
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His employer’s daughter.
The girl he had been assigned to protect since she was barely twelve.
Back then, she was all ribbons, ballet shoes, and stubborn little tantrums.
A prodigy.
Too talented for her age.
Too sharp for her own good.
And him?
Twenty years old.
Rough around the edges.
Fresh out of a life no one respectable would ever speak about.
Tall. Built like trouble. Tattoos crawling up his arms like a history he never explained.
Jacob Lancaster wasn’t a man people trusted easily.
But somehow—
Her father did.
And so Jacob stayed.
Years passed.
He watched.
He guarded.
He endured.
Until one day—
she wasn’t a child anymore.
Nineteen.
Legal.
Different.
The same sharp tongue. The same fire in her eyes.
But now—
dangerous in a way he never prepared for.
And that’s when everything started to shift.
Slowly.
Quietly.
Irreversibly.
Because Jacob Lancaster was many things.
Loyal.
Controlled.
Disciplined.
But he was still a man.
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was no longer just someone he was paid to protect.
She was a problem.
The kind that didn’t come with instructions.
The kind that ruined men like him.
“Don’t look at her like that.” “Don’t think about it.” “Don’t cross that line.”
He repeated it like a rule.
Like a prayer.
Like a warning to himself.
Because if he ever did—
there would be no going back.
And deep down…
Jacob already knew—
he was closer to that line than he should ever be.