Falling For The Billionaire I Was Hired To Protect

't m

ver the espresso machine. It was just past four in the morning, his usua

kitchen. The intruder was tall, dressed in black, holding a kn

said. "And I don't panic. So w

wer. He stepped fo

e side. The man was pinned down with brutal force. The knife clattered to the ma

man didn't

d before the other man rose t

Strong. Sharp hazel-gre

hurt?"

at him. "W

ate security. You

pposed to start

yed unreadable.

nconscious man on the floor.

"I think someone's

n, Jace's PR manager. She looked like she hadn't slept, wh

ouldn't just stick

r chair, sipping his untouched es

ideo of your bodyguard tackling someone in your penthouse,

inked.

hey filmed the whole thing. It's everywhere. Twitter.

know him," J

g by the wall,

ver lunging, tackling the masked man, then bracing one arm protectivel

aid. "It's gold for dra

erstanding," J

u, sure. But to the internet? I

rested in pla

en circling for months. He'll use this to raise hell at the b

etive," Ja

t now, you look like a recluse billionaire caught up in a midnight tryst w

id flatly. "This fake ru

t won't stop the fire. If we deny it now

"So what's the

g. Just for a while. A fake relationship. Make you look

ou want me to pretend

ding moments, maybe an interview. You don't eve

e doesn't even kn

ce said de

s head. "When?

een them. "See? This bante

manipulation

e're painting a picture that makes you look

on. But he hated l

ver. "Would you

on darkened. "Do

lk. I won't

t. He looked down at the unconsci

have to do?

ts, maybe a cozy moment or two and definitely no more s

. "This isn't wha

knife. That wasn't random. You think this is jus

e page. I'll fake it. But only because someon

se confirming the "relationship." The media ran with it. Jace's

nt of Jace, arms c

't the pla

"It's better than

"You want to fake this? Fine. But

d up at hi

wed. "I don't fall