BEAUTY AND THE BODYGUARD: DANGEROUS DESIRE BOOK 2
Somewhere in the villa, in the security room, Zade was watching that.
The thought made me feel powerful. Desired.
I opened the book and started reading.
The novel was well-written, the kind that didn't shy away from explicit content but wove it into an actual story. A romance between a woman and her bodyguard—how apropos—with plenty of tension and heat.
I read through the setup, the growing attraction, the charged moments.
Then I hit the first sex scene.
And despite having spent last night being thoroughly ravished, despite my body still carrying the evidence of Zade's passion—I felt my arousal building as I read.