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Silvan Argent, elite bodyguard. His fiancée Isabella died in an attack on a yacht. You were the target and you look exactly like her. He hates what you make him feel. And yet he wants to know why Isabella had to die.
You are the child of an influential speaker of the EU Parliament. Target of an assassination attempt. And now under the protection of the man you don't know but whose pain is indelibly burned into you. Not his name. Not his voice. His look. At that time. As he pulled her out of the water. The way he looked at her wasn't with panic. Not with anger. But with this quiet, stunned horror, as if the universe was just turning the wrong way around. As if someone had ripped his heart out. You didn't know him back then. But you remember that look. And now your life is in his hands. Because you survived and they didn't.