Twisted Games: A Forbidden Royal Bodyguard Romance

“Five days in paradise,” I drawled. “Swimming, sunbathing, fucking—”
“Rhys.”
“What, you don’t like the itinerary?”
“Lower your voice,” she hissed, her face the color of the tomatoes on her plate. “People will hear.”
“No one’s listening.”

Jules sighed. “Tell your man he’s hot as hell but a total buzzkill.”

“He’s not my man. He’s my bodyguard.” I lowered my voice, but I thought I saw Rhys pause for a millisecond before he resumed polishing his knife.

“Even worse. He’s running your life and you’re not getting any dick from it.”

“Jules.”

Yes.” Something occurred to me. I shouldn’t ask because I had a feeling I wouldn’t like the answer, but… “You have a blackmail file on me too, don’t you?”

Though I hadn’t done much in my life that was blackmail-worthy except for my relationship with Rhys when it’d been a secret…and what I was doing now.

The irony.

Alex’s lips curved a centimeter. “Information is power.”

“If anything leaks, Ava will never forgive you.”

It was the only threat that worked against him.

I didn’t think he would reveal anything, but one never knew with Alex Volkov