Guarded Desire
deliers, and the sweeping staircase that led to the upper levels. The house was breathtaking in its extravagance, a
n his late fifties, sharp-dressed in a tailored navy suit that probably cost more than Logan made in a month. His sa
ife, Eleanor, requires protection. She has a habit of being... fragile. I want her safe. I want her wa
profile executives before. He had seen fragile, but he had also seen controlled. The way R
ice even. "Are there any specifi
it never reached his eyes. "Not at the moment. Just keep her in line. If she t
dded. "C
and gave a curt nod. Within moments, a woma
or Si
silk dress that shimmered under the chandelier's glow. Her long, dark hair
that clung to her. There was something else too-something he recognized from his time in
seeking silent permission before addressing Log
ehind it. Logan met her gaze, offering a subtle nod.
almost a sigh of resignati
her lower back. She didn't flinch, but Logan noticed the
id smoothly. "Logan will be with you at all tim
urmured, her voice ba
ht of her, but he pushed it aside. This was jus
lair estate, he couldn't shake the feeling that he had just walke