Chapter 1

PROLOGUE

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Some men are just hot.

The

hot that's hard to look away from. The kind that stops you in your tracks.

That makes your mouth water. That's so damn hard to resist.

Like, say, off the top of my head, the man next to me when my concerts end. The man is waiting to walk me offstage.

Whoever made him work by my side was indeed trying to test my self-control.

Oh, hang on.

That'd be me since I was the one who dug his own grave when I hired him.

I'm lucky that I'm a king of resistance. I can stay strong in the face of plenty of life temptations, and I'm frequently doing that. When a man is off-limits, then he's off-limits.

End of story.

Eyes though? That's a whole other story.

It's too damn hard to not check the man out or steal glances at him.

Fine, some of my glances are more like shameless stares. But it's not only me who's enjoying the view. The whole damn SNS is.

I have seen the pictures of us that the paparazzi take of us. Shots of him walking next to me on the streets of Seoul, Las Vegas, Chicago and London. Images of him standing by a limo as I step out of it. Shots of us at the airports, heading past the security.

But like I said, he's off-limits. Because of the job. And also because of, you know, I don't think he's into guys.

So I keep things fun. Light.

We shoot the shit. I give him a hard time because it's fun to wind him up. But I never cross the line, even in my fantasies, since what's the point? The world is full of beautiful men and women, and I don't need to salivate over someone who doesn't swing the way like me.

Until the night I discover I'm wrong.

And I learn that he's into every bloody thing I'm down for.

That's when I discover a whole new meaning to the word 'resist'.

Though, not sure how long I can.

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PROLOGUE

**                                                                              JUNGKOOK**

Nobody would ever accuse me of being laid back.

The word 'chill' has never been applied to yours truly.

But that's okay. There's not really a thriving job market for an easygoing, laid-back, relaxed...bodyguard.

"Easygoing" is the opposite of the job qualification.

Words that people use to describe me would be more like "intense," "focused," and "dedicated."

That's what clients want.

They don't want someone who's a "no big deal."

Everything in my line of work has the potential to be a big deal, and my job is to be vigilant.

That's why I've learned not to sweat the small stuff.

Shit that would irk me years ago doesn't even register as a blip on my radar anymore.

I don't get worked up about everyday annoyances like slow Wi-Fi, stalled traffic, people cancelling on you, or people not cancelling when you want them to.

Life's little irritations aren't worth obsessing over. But... there's one thing that's driving me crazy. One thing I desperately want to let go of.

It's like a fever.

Give me a pill, the antidote.

Because there's one inconvenience I simply can't shake, and it's this---being unfairly, ridiculously, insanely attracted to the guy who signs my paychecks.

That's the problem I want to solve. That's the riddle I must solve. Because, dammit, I need to find a way to stop this irresistible pull towards my boss. The tall tempting man who pays my bills. The guy with the sexy-as-sin stubble, the athletic build, and the magnetic smile.

I would like to find a way out of this desire that doesn't involve pinning him up against the wall, kissing the breath out of him, and having my way with him.

Anything.

The golden rule of my profession is this---never ever fall for your client.

I never have. And I don't even plan to.

Because any kind of physical connection between us could push me to my breaking point.

And then, it happens.

One night in the hotel when he fans my jealousy. Then the push comes.

 And I have to decide if I'm going to let go of the attraction.

Or if the attraction is going to take a hold of me.

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                                                                                     TAE

I like to indulge. I could say it comes with the territory. As a rock star, the excess is a daily item on the menu, and it's one I love to order du jour.

It's a course I'm quite fond of.

And my indulgences are highly specific.

I don't eat meat, I don't do drugs. And I have zero interest in fast cars.

But I do like one particular thing more than anything else. Or, really, one particular..... everything.

Bodies.

Skin.

Beauty.

and what comes with them.

Sex.

Sex is my jam. It's like my oxygen. It's life. Sex is my all-time preference, with music being the only thing that's in close contention.

My appetite is voracious for both. I'm up for any genre of song. I'm down for any position, and any person, in the bedroom.

I'm an omnivore. There's an open-door policy at casa de tae.

And I aim to make it good for everyone involved. Like tonight.

This most epic night starts with a killer show at the MGM Las Vegas. One where I play my heart our on my strat and where I sing like it's all I've ever wanted to do.

It's a dope concert. The crowd is magnetic. There are all sorts of magic in the audience.

and it only gets better with the after-party.

The kind in the penthouse suite as orgasms abound.

There are orgasms for everyone.

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