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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 didn't get a reply from Angela, so he pulled her away slightly to see her tear-stricken face. His heart clenched at the sight of her pain. "Angela," he called, alarmed.

"I broke my ankle," she sobbed. "I don't think I can walk. It hurts a lot." Her voice wavered as more tears fell from her eyes, shimmering like droplets of sorrow.

Zayden groaned softly, then held her steady as he knelt to examine her injury. His touch was gentle as he ran his fingers along her swollen ankle. "You can't walk now, can you?" he asked, looking up at her with concern in his eyes.

Angela shook her head and wiped her face with her trembling hand. She felt both fragile and embarrassed, standing there unable to support her own weight. The throbbing pain in her ankle was matched only by the vulnerability she felt.

"Princess or piggyback?" he asked with a soft smile, his voice attempting to soothe the tension between them.

XXXII: Bravery, I Like It