UNDERCOVER VOWS WITH THE SECRET DON

Chapter 5 THE GUARD PROTECTION

Word Count: 942 | Released on: 23/08/2026

d text glowed on the screen her uncle's message, sharp and urgent. For all her hacking genius, there was no way to code past the fact that her family's securit

ross the desk,

sso in one hand, and on the plate he'd set her favorite: thick, golde

g his arms as he leaned against the wall. "You think better

ightened, silly with gratitude and nerve

e, Vesper." His glance flicked over her face, noting every sign of stress. He hated seeing he

Global. He says they've tracked me to the city, and they're sending a team to the Helix Tech gala this Thursday. It's a corporate circus, and I have to go. If I don't, He

er, these aren't corporate suits. They hire real contractors. Military types. If they come

g inside him shifted sharp and dark. No one was ge

her cheek. His touch jolted her, steady and warm. "You're not running, Vesper. We'v

ead. "But you d

usand-dollar retainer today. Threw in a bonus. That means you're under my protection,

whole different reason. She looked past the uniform and saw the king b

a. I need to get close to Arthur's phone, clone his keys. If I can get his master encry

adly calm. "Then we

t's a masquerade full-on designer gowns, tailored suits. You show

n't worry about the suit. I'll

"Fine. I'm writing a signal-cloner script now. If you ho

tchen. "You type. I'll

ped over her keyboard, softly snor

ut. That hard edge in him softened. He scooped her up carefully, cradling her against his chest. She mumbled somethi

blanket to her chin, slipped off her g

rain-slicked balcony, pulling out hi

olai sounde

steel. "I want our best tactical units embedded in every staff position. All waiters, valets,

reciative laugh. "Mercenaries in our house

t blue tux. No labels. She's expecting somethin

stood,

slept soundly at last. For once, he wasn't fighting for power, or reputation, or blood.

ody who tried to

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“He's a killer with ice in his veins. She's a tech genius who brings chaos wherever she goes. Their marriage? It started as a complete sham but the danger they're in is suddenly very real. Vespera Vance is a billionaire tech heiress, but when her family tries to marry her off to a ninety year-old tycoon, she does what anyone desperate would: she fakes who she is, disappears in baggy sweaters, and takes the most anonymous job she can find a graveyard-shift nobody. Everything goes smooth until one night, she ends up in the basement and spots the new night security guard calmly taking down two armed attackers, all while munching on a turkey sandwich. Lysander Thorne is no guard. He's the legendary Don of the Thorne Syndicate, lying low in his own company to hunt a traitor. He's used to people freezing in fear. What he isn't used to is Vespera: a whirlwind in crooked glasses who barges into his sting operation, flails a plastic broom, trips over her shoes, and knocks herself out right against his chest. Vespera needs a new, clean legal identity to keep her greedy family from touching her fortune. She makes Lysander (who she believes is a broke rent-a-cop drowning in debt) an offer: marry her for six months, she'll clear what he "owes," and he'll never buy a deli sandwich again. Lysander, oddly entertained and in need of a solid civilian disguise, agrees and signs on. Now Vespera's out here leaving receipts for eighty-dollar honey like a sugar mom in their shoebox apartment. Lysander, meanwhile, is secretly sending his massive, terrifying underboss to deliver luxury espresso machines under the excuse of being a local bookie. But things get ugly. Her family finds her, and this time, they're not sending lawyers they're sending elite mercenaries ready to drag her home by force. The silly game's over, and Lysander drops the act. Vespera is about to learn her bumbling roommate doesn't just keep the night shift safe. He rules the shadows and letting his wild, unpredictable wife go isn't on the table. Not now, not ever.”