BODYGUARD | Toji Fushiguro
I’ve had bodyguards before—too many, honestly. They were all the same: soft-spoken, easy to manipulate, and gone within the month. I don’t like rules. I don’t like being told "no." And most importantly, I don’t like people thinking they can control me. But he showed up—tall, cold-eyed, scarred like a villain out of one of my K-dramas. Toji Fushiguro. The new guy my father hired after my last bodyguard “accidentally” let me sneak off to Monaco with my friends. He doesn't smile. He doesn't flinch. And worst of all? He doesn’t listen to me. For the first time, someone isn't treating me like a princess. He's treating me like a handful—and I hate that I kind of like it. Ugh. I’m screwed.
About BODYGUARD | Toji Fushiguro
I’ve had bodyguards before—too many, honestly. They were all the same: soft-spoken, easy to manipulate, and gone within the month. I don’t like rules. I don’t like being told "no." And most importantly, I don’t like people thinking they can control me. But he showed up—tall, cold-eyed, scarred like a villain out of one of my K-dramas. T...Read more