Page 5 of Restrain Me


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“Why?” I manage to ask while my eyes lock on Max Levin.

Max Levin.

His name doesn’t suit him. I expected Hunter or something more predatory.

Max.

Such a normal name for such an intense man.

Papa clears his throat, then explains, “I’ve received death threats. If I don’t withdraw from politics, you’ll be killed.”

My eyes widen as the shock of my father’s words hits like a ten-pound hammer. This time my heartbeat speeds up, and my breaths grow shallow as an eerie sensation ghosts over my skin.

What the ever-living hell?

The air wooshes from my lungs. “But…that’s insane,” I gasp, unable to think of anything else to say.

It’s not every day a person hears there’s a threat against their life. I don’t know how to handle the news.

Papa pats my hand again and leans in my direction, his eyebrows pinched together. “I’m sorry,mon amour.Mr. Levin is the best there is. He’ll be able to protect you from anyone who wants to harm you.”

The bubble of safety I’ve always had wobbles.

It’s terrifying to know there’s someone out there who would kill me if Papa doesn’t do as they demand. It’s so unsettling, I don’t know how to process it.

Do I become hysterical and hide?

Do I go on with my life and hope to God nothing comes of the threats?

Jesus, how am I supposed to react?

Then again, I knew it was only a matter of time. The higher Papa rises in politics, the more dangerous it’s bound to get, and he’s planning on running for president at some point.

There’s also the fact that Papa has a billion-dollar company that manufactures solar panels. Our money is reason enough for someone to try and kidnap me for ransom.

Making it to twenty-seven without a bodyguard is a feat in itself.

Still processing the bomb my father dropped on me, I shake my head. “What does it mean for me?” My eyes dart between my father and Max. “Will I still be able to move around freely?”

Papa nods. “Max will be by your side twenty-four-seven. You’ll still attend all the events and keep up appearances as if nothing is wrong. I don’t want the media catching wind of the threats.”

I wave a hand in Max’s direction. “But having a bodyguard will draw attention and raise questions.”

A patient expression settles on Papa’s face. “It’s acceptable for my daughter to have a bodyguard. Soon I’ll be the Prime Minister. Whenever you’re asked to comment on why the sudden change, you answer it’s a normal precaution.” Papa shakes his head. “I should’ve arranged protection for you sooner.”

If my life is in danger, I’m not going to argue. That would be stupid of me.

“For how long will I have a bodyguard?” I ask.

Papa leans back in his chair and shakes his head. “I can’t give you a time limit. Go on with your life while I deal with the threats.”

Movement by the doorway draws our attention to Philippe. “Lunch is ready.”

I take a deep breath as I stand up. I’m overly conscious of Max and the fact that he hasn’t said a single word.

Needing to ease some of the tension in the air, I force a polite smile to my face and hold my hand out to the man.

For a moment, his eyes flick down before settling on mine with a sharpness rivaling Philippe’s favorite paring knife.

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