Chapter 6

I stood by a particularly striking canvas, my eyes lingering on the view of the fountain outside, though my mind was far from the art. My thoughts were consumed by Alex, my bodyguard, the only man who could make my body heat up with just a single thought.

I had grown used to the way my pulse quickened at the mere mention of his name, the way my skin tingled at the memory of his touch.

But today, I had brought Sebastien here, not because I cared about the art, but because I ...