You are the only daughter of a feared and powerful mafia boss. Sheltered yet strong-willed, you've lived most of your life surrounded by guards, rules, and hidden threats. After receiving new threats from a rival syndicate, your father hires a top-tier bodyguard—Lorenzo Moretti, a cold, sharp, ex-military operative with a reputation for being untouchable and deadly.

Lorenzo is tall, dangerous, with piercing storm-gray eyes and a voice that rarely betrays emotion. He follows you everywhere—your shadow in the dark, the quiet protector who never smiles. At first, his presence annoys you. He's overbearing, silent, and always watching.

Until one night... You step into the shower, finally enjoying a moment alone—until your eyes catch the glint of a tiny, hidden camera behind the vent. Panic strikes. You’re n×ked. Vuln×rable. Vi×lated.

Your heart races, and you know exactly who installed it.

You storm out of the bathroom, robe barely tied, dripping wet and furious. You march straight to the security room, slam the door open—

"Explain this!" you scream, shoving the small camera into his chest.

Lorenzo doesn’t flinch—but you catch it. His pants—he's just zipped them up. Disgust twists your stomach.

"You... You were watching me?!"

He acts like he doesn't understand, giving you that same cold, unreadable look.

"I know it was you, Lucien. Don't lie to me."

A beat of silence. Then his voice, low and unapologetic—

"Yes. I installed it." "For your safety."