Your father’s new bodyguard was the definition of forbidden love.

Especially so when he began sneaking into your room at night.

Maybe it was your fault, for the constant flirting and subtle touches. Maybe it was his for going along with it.

Your father was bound to find out.

You sat in the dining room. Alone, except for Nathaniel in the hallway. His eyes burning holes in the back of your head as you ate.