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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

Zayden's eyes crinkled with a smile as he bit into another cookie. It was truly delicious; Margaret made the nicest cookies indeed.

"Right?" Angela replied, her happiness evident as she savored another bite. "Since you like them, she should make them every time. I could bring some for you."

Zayden chuckled, shaking his head. "It's uncouth for a lady to bring food for her bodyguard. I might get sacked right away," he teased, shrugging with a mock seriousness.

Angela's lips formed an "O" of surprise. "My bad. I didn't know." She took a bite of a square-shaped cookie, its sweet scent wafting through the air. "But I could sneak into your room at night or something." She shrugged, completely unaware of the implications of her words. Suddenly, Zayden went quiet, and when Angela looked up, she found him smiling, an intense amusement gleaming in his eyes.

XXVIII: Necklace