Michelle Conder on &amp;amp;amp;quot;Duty At What Cost?&amp;amp;amp;quot;
Some of my favourite novels are based on the bodyguard theme so when the cynical James Wolfe, international security expert and ex-special ops soldier, presented himself to me I knew I had to write his story. And I knew he would need a strong heroine to make him sit up and take notice.
Princess Ava de Veers is just such a woman and I really felt sorry for her when she had to attend the wedding of the man she was supposed to be marrying as the jilted fiancé.
Ava has never felt like she belonged in her royal realm and for years managed to avoid the pressure of living up to her father’s expectations. When her life takes a drastic turn from what she had planned for herself (I won’t tell you how) she must embrace her royal duties as she never has before.
Against her wishes her father hires Wolfe as her personal bodyguard and both Wolfe and Ava find themselves fighting an attraction neither one wants to feel.
Added to this Ava’s father is insistent that Ava marry a man of similar rank as soon as possible to ensure the family line will continue. Wolfe is an Australian country boy and definitely doesn’t fit this bill. Due to his tumultuous childhood Wolfe thinks he is more than happy with that score, but that was before he met Ava! Now he finds that not only does he have to protect her – but he wants to protect her.
Here’s a sneak peak of the moment Wolfe decides to take on the job of being her personal bodyguard:
‘I’ll need absolute control,’ he said, overlaying unwanted thoughts with a professionalism he prided himself on. ‘Access to absolutely everything.’ Wolfe addressed his words to the king. ‘Every nook and cranny and secret entrance and exit to the castle. Ava’s diary, her itinerary. I’ll employ my own chef to do her meals and I want final word on everything she does and every person she sees.’
‘You’re asking a lot.’
Wolfe knew what the king was saying. “This is my daughter and you’d better not stuff up”. ‘Yes, I am.’
‘Perhaps Monsieur Wolfe would like my first born as well,’ Ava said, injecting her voice with bored insolence, her foot tapping agitatedly on the marble floor.
Even though I consider myself a modern woman who is more than capable of looking after myself there is just something about a protective alpha male that melts my heart. What are some of the things that melt your heart in a romance book?