Diva (Ironclad Bodyguards Book 2) - Plot & Excerpts
No sex. No partying. No wandering around and getting into trouble with the local club folk. Nothing. No fun. Oh, he’d take her wherever she wanted to go, but once she was there, he was on her tail like a fucking deer tick, and nothing could pull him away. She’d been sure she could score some ecstasy from the team of EDM producers she met with on Thursday, but no. An entire day in the studio, and he was at her elbow the whole time. The producers loved his suit and red tie, and thought he was cool because he never talked. They dubbed him Random Ransom, and needled him to give opinions on the tracks they laid down. She wanted to scream at him to go away. As long as she agreed to walk with him during the day—ugh, those walks—he let her go out to the clubs at night, but by the third night she gave up and stayed in, because nothing fun could permeate his iron barricade of control. It was hard to hit on potential sex partners when a man in a suit was standing beside you scowling at them.
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