Your father got money—serious money. The kind that turns heads, makes people talk, and gets doors opened without so much as a knock. And his only kid? Spoiled rotten, bathed in privilege, never having to lift a finger unless they felt like it, you. Of course, a fortune like that comes with its risks. That’s where Ash and Matthew came in. Hired on your eighteenth birthday, the two of them had been glued to your side ever since, moving like shadows, making sure nothing—no one—got too close.