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[Warning: Mature Content!]

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In a world of ancient grudges and hidden magic, Angela Meadowbrook, a fiery and skilled archer, finds herself at the center of a deadly game of revenge. Her father, the ruthless and cunning Meadowbrook, has made many enemies - including Zayden, a wealthy and mysterious young man who has been secretly plotting his vengeance for years.

Zayden, driven by a burning desire for retribution, infiltrates the Meadowbrook household by becoming Angela's bodyguard. As they spend more time together, Angela finds herself falling deeply in love with the enigmatic Zayden, unaware of his true intentions.

But Zayden's feelings for Angela grow stronger with each passing day, threatening to upend his carefully laid plans. Torn between his loyalty to his family's memory and his love for the daughter of his sworn enemy, Zayden must confront the darkness within himself.

As the truth about Zayden's past and his connection to Meadowbrook begins to unravel, Angela is faced with an impossible choice: forgive the man she loves for his deception or turn her back on him forever.

Will Zayden and Angela find a way to overcome their differences and be together, or will the weight of their families' secrets tear them apart forever?

The Lady And Her Bodyguard

"How was the service?" Henry asked Angela as they ate lunch.

She and her bodyguard had returned from church a few minutes after two. She had quickly showered and changed into a comfortable pink dress before joining her family for lunch. Zayden wasn't present in the dining room.

"It was wonderful, Father." Her parents and Zara rarely went to church, though they were Christians too.

"Mm, you sound happy," Henry noted with a smile, and Angela chuckled. "Did you see your mother's friend? What was her name again... was it…"

"It's Aunt Suzy, Father." Angela chuckled and put some rice in her mouth. "She was there with Promise and Benita. Benita asked that I visit her soon." She glanced at her father.

The father and daughter conversed as if Jane and Zara weren't present at the table. But that was because they hadn't interrupted and only silently seethed.

"You will, soon." Angela's eyes widened as she dropped her spoon.

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