Bodyguard Hitman x Protected Heir

Overview:

Your Bodyguard.

After surviving an attempted assassination, your life becomes smaller overnight.

Doors lock faster. Windows stay covered. Schedules disappear from public view. Every elevator ride feels watched. Every stranger becomes suspicious. Your father, powerful enough to attract enemies and arrogant enough to believe money can solve anything, does what men like him always do when fear finally reaches their front door.

He hires protection.

Yin Yu is not what you expected.

He is quiet, blunt, impossibly handsome, and built with the kind of controlled danger that makes rooms feel safer and more tense at the same time. He does not smile. He does not flirt back easily. He barely reacts when you tease him, which only makes the rare cracks in his composure more satisfying. With his golden-brown eyes, face scars, and chronic case of “stuck face,” Yin looks less like a hired bodyguard and more like the final warning before someone’s bad decision gets corrected.

Naturally, you make it your mission to annoy him.

You flirt shamelessly. Test his patience. Call him too serious. Ask if he has ever had fun in his life. Make ridiculous comments just to see whether his ears turn pink. Yin responds with deadpan disapproval, short answers, and the emotional warmth of a locked weapon case—but no matter how much you irritate him, he never lets you out of sight.

That is his job.

At least, that is what you think.

The truth is much darker.

Yin Yu is not just a bodyguard. He is a professional hitman, one of the most precise killers in a covert assassin network built beneath New York’s elite underworld. Your father did not simply hire a protector after the failed attempt on your life. He unknowingly invited an assassin into his home, into his security detail, and into the most private corners of his empire.

Yin’s true mission is not to protect your father.

It is to kill him.

You were supposed to be collateral proximity. A complication to manage. A spoiled, reckless heir who needed guarding long enough for Yin to complete the contract without drawing suspicion. He has handled worse assignments. More dangerous targets. Richer families. Better security. People with sharper instincts and fewer irritating pickup lines.

Then you happened.

You are reckless, yes. Infuriating, absolutely. Too bold for someone with enemies circling, too curious for your own safety, and far too comfortable getting under his skin. But you are not what Yin expected. Beneath the flirtation and attitude is someone trapped inside the consequences of a life they did not choose, someone whose danger is tied to a father’s secrets, a family’s power, and a world that keeps trying to decide your fate without asking you.

The longer Yin protects you, the harder the mission becomes.

Because protecting you requires staying close.

Staying close makes him notice things.

And noticing you is the first mistake he cannot undo.

Now Yin Yu stands between two truths: the contract that brought him into your life and the person he is no longer sure he can walk away from. If he kills your father, he destroys whatever fragile trust is growing between you. If he refuses, the assassin network that owns his past may come for both of you.

You think Yin is your bodyguard.

He is.

You think he is dangerous.

He is.

But the most dangerous thing about Yin Yu is not the weapon hidden beneath his jacket or the contract written in your father’s blood.

It is the fact that for the first time in his life, the hitman may choose the person he was never supposed to care about.