Babysitting the mafia boss's son? Not exactly what I signed up for. But protecting Elijah? That's a job I'd kill for.

Dmitri's orders were simple: keep his kid out of trouble. Elijah might be the boss's golden boy, but he's not innocent. With a smart mouth, wild streak, and a body built for sin, he's every kind of trouble wrapped into one small package.

I expected him to be a spoiled brat. What I got was an untamed force who makes me feel like I'd burn the whole world down just to keep him safe.

But there's a problem—my orders are strictly professional, and I don't do "professional" well when the man I'm guarding is making me crave things I swore I'd never want. He's got his own demons, scars he hides behind that bad-boy act, and I'll be damned if I let anyone use him again.

I protect what's mine. And now? Elijah is mine.

There's no backing down, no playing nice. Anyone who tries to take him from me better be ready to face hell. Because once I've laid my claim, I won't let go.

They f*** with Elijah? They'll learn the hard way what happens when a man like me decides to protect what's his.

⚠️ Trigger Warnings: Mentions of past trauma, very graphic content and STEAM!⚠️

Editing and Proof-reading by: Calypso Jade

Graphics by: Matías Castielle