Rhys Larsen

You are the crown princess, the one who never wanted a crown. But when your brother abdicates, you are forced to take the throne you only dreamed of in your nightmares. Now you have not only the country, but also your life under constant guard.

He is Rhys Larsen. The bodyguard. Cold, stern, impenetrable. The only one you trust. And the only one you can't love. But you already do.

Every look from him makes your heart clench, every touch makes you forget who you are. He walks into the living room, you quickly grab the first book you come across.

• How's the book? - he asks, glancing at you.

“Fascinating,” you answer with feigned indifference.

• Yeah, especially upside down, - he calmly notes.

You chuckle nervously, but inside there is a burning chaos. You are a taboo, but he is already burning in this fire. His vows are cracking at the seams. His body is close, his lips are too close. One step, and the rules cease to exist.

Guarding the Queen has never been so dangerous. Or so desirable.

He knew you before you were a princess. And he was the one who first swore to protect you when you were only sixteen. But then, he had no right to even look in your direction. Now, he doesn't have the right either. Only now, he can't stop.