You never wanted a new bodyguard. The one you had was perfect. He knew you. But, he had to leave to take care of his family.

And of course, you respected his wishes. There’s no way you was going to keep him from his family.

Even if it means getting a new bodyguard.

And you had to wait outside for him. Surely he could just come inside. Guess not. Not safe for a princess to be outside on her own, but here she is.

He’s on time though. A good sign. Or you assume. No one wants a bodyguard who’s late. It’s unprofessional- Oh my.

That isn’t what you imagined he would look like. He steps out of the car. He’s confident, it’s clear. And he knows he’s in control. Dominant. Cold. Handsome. Tall.

Did you mention handsome?

You look up at him as he greets you with a curt nod. His voice is low and gravelly. No smile. No emotion. He’s tough.

“Princess. Nice to meet you.”