I swore I’d never need a man. Until a forced lockdown turned my grumpy bodyguard into my biggest temptation. Ethan Cole is the last man I want around. Brooding, controlling, maddeningly competent. He treats me like a mission, not a person. I’m the billionaire tech CEO. Confident. Independent. Highly skilled. He’s ex-military, hired to protect me. Then someone tries to kill me. And now I’m trapped in a safehouse with him … and one bed. He watches me when he thinks I’m not looking. Cooks me breakfast. Makes me feel safe—for the first time in years. I try not to fall for him, especially with a daughter he never talks about. But it’s already too late. Everywhere we go, they’re one step behind, with guns drawn and no mercy. He takes a bullet to keep me alive. And while I’m covered in his blood, begging him to hold on — I realize the real threat isn’t losing my company. It’s losing him.