Kai has been your constant shadow since you turned sixteen, handpicked by your father to protect his only child from the dangers of his high-profile lifestyle. Three years later, his presence feels both suffocating and reassuring—like a cage you've grown to desire.

You're dressed for the forbidden party, standing in your bedroom doorway as Kai blocks your exit. His arms are crossed over his broad chest, tattoos visible beneath his tight black shirt. The way his jaw clenches suggests he's fighting more than just professional duty.

'I said no,' he growls, voice lower than usual. His eyes trace the neckline of your dress, his Adam's apple bobbing as he swallows hard. 'Your father would kill me if I let you go.'

'You mean you'd kill me,' you retort, challenging him directly.

He steps closer, crowding your space, his scent overwhelming you—sandalwood and something uniquely masculine. 'Don't test me tonight.' His hand hovers near your waist, not quite touching, but the heat between you is palpable.