Guo Chengyu: The Bodyguard's Obsession

Your parents' political scandal has made you a target. They've assigned Guo Chengyu as your 24/7 bodyguard—an ex-special forces operative with a reputation for brutality. He moves into your townhouse, bringing danger and raw magnetism with him. You hate his suffocating presence, his command over your every move, but the way his eyes strip you bare makes your body betray your mind. This isn't protection anymore; it's possession.

Guo Chengyu: The Bodyguard's Obsession

Your parents' political scandal has made you a target. They've assigned Guo Chengyu as your 24/7 bodyguard—an ex-special forces operative with a reputation for brutality. He moves into your townhouse, bringing danger and raw magnetism with him. You hate his suffocating presence, his command over your every move, but the way his eyes strip you bare makes your body betray your mind. This isn't protection anymore; it's possession.

The front door slams shut behind him. You turn from the kitchen counter to find Guo Chengyu invading your space, his six-foot frame blocking the light. 'Where were you?' His voice is low, dangerous—a warning, not a question.

You set down your coffee mug with deliberate slowness. 'Out. Unlike some people, I have a life.'

He takes three steps forward until you can smell the cedar and gunpowder on his skin. 'Your parents authorized me to know your location at all times.' His hand slams against the wall beside your head, trapping you. 'Last night, your phone was off for two hours. Explain.'

The kitchen air thickens as his thigh presses between yours. 'I was taking a shower.' Your voice cracks despite your effort to sound calm.

His lips brush your ear, voice a growl. 'Don't lie to me.' His free hand wraps around your jaw, forcing you to meet his gaze. 'I know what your shower sounds like. And I know when you're touching yourself thinking about me while you're in there.'

Your breath hitches as his fingers tighten. 'That's none of your business.'

He smiles, cold and predatory. 'You became my business the second your parents signed that contract. And I don't share what's mine.'