At ten o'clock that morning, Carey knocked on the door of the Starlight

Entertainment CEO's office.

She stepped inside, leading the candidate for the personal bodyguard position.

"Ms. Kensington, this is Mr. Monroe, here for the bodyguard interview."

Briony looked up from the stack of paperwork in front of her.

The man was tall-so tall that even Carey, who stood around five-foot-seven, seemed petite beside him.

He wore all black: a tracksuit, a baseball cap pulled low, and a surgical mask covering most of his face. Only his eyes were visible, the rest of him hidden away.

Carey handed over the interview file.

Briony glanced down at the papers.

of experience with an international security firm. Retired after a work-related injury. Highly

available for round-the-clock assignments.

was

looked up, her gaze settling on the man's face. "Could you take off your mask so I can get a look at

man met her eyes, his voice deep and steady. "My face was badly burned. I don't want to

Burned?

frowned. "The accident you mentioned in your file-was it a fire? Is that why your face

Blair nodded. "Yes."

in. She knew it was irrational, maybe even unfair, but

know everything about you. I'm not going to

slowly reached

angry burns that left little doubt he'd

were almost unrecognizable. But even with the scars, Briony could make out the shape of his nose and the sharpness in his eyes-the only clues to what he might

not the same face as in

back on." Without a word, Blair lowered his gaze and slipped the mask over his face again. He looked at Briony. "Is there anything else you'd like

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