LOGINAfter her mother’s mysterious death, Kamara Mann is shipped across the country and forced into a new life she never chose. Assigned to her is Jace Malden: her father’s cold, deadly and most dangerous enforcer. He’s supposed to protect her, not want her. But living next door, watching her every move, his control starts to crack, breaking his own rules, especially the one that says she’s off-limits. Then there’s Brian Mathis—smooth, charming, and nothing like the world she comes from. He’s everything Jace isn’t, and definitely doesn’t treat her like a fragile mafia princess. Everything safe and desired. But safety is an illusion and desire is dangerous. Now Kamara’s caught between two dangerous choices: the boy who made her feel wanted… and the bodyguard who makes her burn.
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“Mom..No mom!! You can’t leave me..please.” My voice broke, jagged with pain as I watched the two men lowered the casket into the ground slowly. The rain slammed against the earth vigorously like it was grieving too. My tears would seize. “No! No! Please, please just let me see her!” I choked over my words, my heart aching from the entire sight. “What is wrong with you all?” I shouted, turning to face all of them, all dressed in black, quietly standing under their umbrellas. No one cried or showed even an ounce of sympathy. None of them cared. Then my gaze landed on my father who stood quiet at the edge. His expression completely straight and indifferent. “Are you that heartless? You wouldn’t even let me see her! What kind of a person are you?” I rushed toward him but before I could reach him two strong arms wrapped around me and pulled me back, “Let go of me! Let me go now!” I thrashed violently, but they wouldn’t bulge. I turned my head to see who dared hold me and it was Jace. The son of Mr. Malden, Dad’s right-hand man. Of course it was him. Always by my father’s side since I could remember. I looked at him and his eyes met mine and for the first time ever, they weren’t hard. Almost sorry. Still, it didn’t calm me. He held me there, grounded in my pain. My father looked past and without a flicker of emotion, he finally spoke. “Take her to the car. And make sure she gets home safely.” Jace gave a curt nod, arms wrapped tighter around me as I tried to scream again, but this time the sound choked in my throat. My lungs felt too heavy and numb. What kind of father did that to his own child? If love ever lived in his chest, it must’ve died with her. The way he stood silent, stiff, and cold and I realized I’d never really known him Jace led me away from the gravesite and toward the black SUV parked out front. He opened the door gently, helped me in, closed it behind me and slid into the driver’s seat. I sat there, soaked and shaking, as tears slid silently down my cheeks. My breath came out in shallow whimpers. I hadn’t even gotten to say goodbye. She was the only thing I had and just like that she was ripped out of my life. “I know I can’t understand your pain.” Came a husky voice, “but I believe no one should ever have to go through something like this.” But you don’t get it,” I muttered. “She was everything. The only reason I could survive this place. And now she’s gone. Just gone.” My voice cracked again. I looked up to find Jace glancing at me through the rearview mirror. The moment our eyes met, he looked away and started the engine. I couldn’t comprehend it. This man had never spoken to me on anything outside duty and orders or showed even a bit of concern in my direction. And now? I wasn’t even sure whether those were condolences or not. When the car finally stopped, we’d reached our estate. The moment I stepped out, I saw Valerie. My childhood best friend. She rushed for me, wrapping me into a hug I needed so badly. “Are you okay, Kamy?” She headed for my room and I could feel Jace following behind us. Valarie turned. “Are you her bodyguard now or what?” She spat. Had Valerie been anyone else, I was sure Jace wouldn’t have hesitated to put a bullet through her skull for that tone. Instead, his attention fell on me. Your father wants you packed and ready for your new school transfer by tomorrow.” Before I could speak, Valerie scoffed. “You can’t be serious about that!” She pulled me tighter into her side. “New school? Her mom just died.” “I’m not going anywhere,” I whispered, but the words didn’t even sound convincing to me. I was powerless and weak. Valeria opened her mouth again, ready to fire another shot at Jace, but the sound of a car parking in the compound cut her off. A moment later, my father walked through the front door and his gaze landed on Valerie. We all knew that gaze too well. He wanted to have a “family discussion.” “I’ll check in on you later, Kam.” She gave my arm one last squeeze and walked past my father without another word. He only turned to Jace. “Did she fight?” Jace gave a single nod. “Not much after we left the cemetery.” “And the school?” Before Jace could respond I cut him off. “What the hell is all this? Since when did Jace become my personal bodyguard?” My father finally looked at me for the first time all day. “I’m transferring you to a new school in New Coast first thing tomorrow morning, Kamara. It’s for your own good.” I blinked. “For my own good?” I repeated, stunned. “That’s so far from home? How exactly is ripping me away from everything I know ‘for my own good’? Why are you transferring me? What are you hiding from me, Dad?” He didn’t answer neither did his expression soften. “Are you that cruel?” I whispered. “Mom just died. And your solution is to ship me off just like that? That’s low, even for you.” “Enough of this childishness, Kamara!” he snapped suddenly. Every nerve in my body went stiff. He had never raised his voice at me. Not once in my entire life. “I’ve made up my mind,” he continued. “You leave first thing tomorrow morning. Jace will accompany you.” I stood there, stunned. It felt like all the air had been sucked out of the room. “Mom just died, Dad…” I whispered, my voice breaking and my legs shivering, barely holding me up. “And you’re sending me off… just like that?” My father’s eyes didn’t waver. He looked away from me and then to Jace who had witnessed the whole thing unfold. “I want her on her way by six. Make sure she’s safe.” The latter nodded in response and without another glance to me, he turned away. “I hate you,” I said, my voice trembling with everything I had left. “Mom just died and the next thought you have is to get rid of me.” My throat burned. “I wish it was you instead. My knees nearly gave way. For a split second, I wondered if I’d gone too far, but the emptiness in his stare told me I hadn’t gone far enough. The silence that followed was deafening. Even Jace shifted beside me, but my father? He didn’t turn, just simply turned the other way and left.JaceShe fell asleep like that.Curled into me, breathing uneven at first, then slowly evening out as exhaustion finally won. Her grip on my jacket loosened, but she didn’t pull away.I stayed still, watching her small form.Her lashes were damp, cheeks streaked with dried tears. One hand rested against my chest, fingers slack now. She was so fragile, even when she tried so hard to act strong.Valerie had crossed a line.And Brian being anywhere near this only made it worse.I shifted carefully, just enough to ease her weight without waking her. She murmured something soft and tucked closer instead of pulling away. I froze, jaw tightening, then slowly exhaled.Careful, Jace.I guided her onto the bed, lowering her like she might shatter if I moved too fast. She barely stirred. I pulled the blanket up over her shoulders, hesitated, then brushed a loose strand of hair away from her face.She looked younger like this.I straightened and stepped back, giving myself distance before instinc
JACE I stayed where I was long after Brian disappeared.The night swallowed him whole, like he’d never been there to begin with. The parking lot fell quiet again, but my pulse didn’t slow. If anything, it spiked harder.Brian Matthias.So that was it.All the sneaking attitude. The sudden confidence followed by cracks of fear. He wasn’t just some student with issues or a bruised ego. He was Donald Matthias’ son.The Matthias didn’t do coincidences. They didn’t do anything harmless and they definitely didn’t do casual involvement.Which meant Brian’s interest in Kamara wasn’t random.I waited a few more minutes making sure no one doubled back. When I was certain the coast was clear, I stepped away from the dumpster and headed back toward my car, keeping my hood up until I was well out of sight.The drive was quiet. My mind replayed everything I’d seen,If Donald Matthias wanted something, he didn’t take no for an answer.Which begged the question: What exactly did he want from Kamara
KamaraMy soul didn’t just leave my body.It packed a bag, booked a flight, and permanently relocated.I stared at Jace like he’d just said something wildly inappropriate in a room full of people because that was exactly what he’d done. My hand was still pressed against his chest. I could feel his breathing now, steady and annoyingly calm, unlike mine, which had turned into pure chaos.“I…what?” I blurted.The shopkeeper cleared his throat behind me.Reality slammed back into place.I yanked my hand away like I’d been burned. “I wasn’t—I didn’t—that’s not—” I gestured vaguely between us, then toward the snacks, then literally nowhere. “I just came in here for gum.”He straightened slowly, giving me space at last, his expression unreadable again. Like someone had just flipped a switch.“Right,” he said flatly.That was it.No smirk. No teasing follow-up and explanation.Which somehow made it worse.My face felt like it was on fire as I grabbed the nearest pack of gum without even check
Kamara The moment the meeting ended, I practically escaped the studio. My skin still felt hot from everything Brian said earlier, and my chest was tight with that kind of humiliation you can physically feel.I just wanted to go home. Or disappear. Either one was fine.When I reached the curb and opened the car door, I was surprised yet relieved to see Jace at the driver’s seat.I climbed in expecting the car to move the moment I closed the door but a few minutes later and still nothing.“Hey—“ I started but words died in my throat when I caught his eyes staring back at me through the rear-view mirror.If one could somehow stare into a person's soul just from one stare then that was what he was doing.I unlocked my phone, scrolling through everything, anything to act like I wasn’t spiraling over eye contact.The engine finally hummed to life.I bit the inside of my cheek, trying to convince myself I imagined it. That he wasn’t really looking at me or maybe he was checking the mirror f
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