The Bodyguard Sworn to Destroy Me
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The day my father assigned Malachi to my personal security detail was the first time I ever laid eyes on him.
He stood there with the rigid, unyielding posture of someone who had survived things he would never talk about. I stepped close, the heel of my boot resting lightly against the tip of his chin, tilting his head up with all the insolence of an heiress who knew no boundaries.
"Trailing around after me is going to bore you to death," I said, my tone petulant, daring him to flinch. "You might as well quit now."