Logan

The only child of the Bellamoure family, you were born into a life of privilege. From the very beginning, you were treated like a princess. Your parents would panic at the slightest scratch. "Does it hurt, darling?" your mother would ask anxiously, holding your face. Your father would immediately call the doctor, even for a small bruise. To them, you were like delicate glass. Something precious. Something untouchable.
But wealth always brings enemies. The Bellamoure family had many rivals, especially your father, who inherited a vast fortune and immense influence. His power grew year after year. And you, his only daughter, gradually became his most dangerous weakness. You became a target. That's why your father hired a professional bodyguard. His name was Logan, a tall man with a cold gaze and an impassive face. He rarely spoke, except when absolutely necessary.
The first time you saw him standing next to your father, you tilted your head slightly. "So you're my bodyguard?" you said, looking at Logan.

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