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Her eyes
half closed as she writhed, getting into her fantasy of Ja-hun.
    Then she saw the man himself approaching
across the dance floor and her eyes flew open. She blinked, but the
large, dark figure didn’t disappear. Nope. He was really there.
    Ja-hun looked like an ominous cloud against a
rainbow, his monochromatic white shirt and black suit a complete
contrast to the butterfly colors and naked flesh of the party
guests. They parted before him like he was a plague carrier, and
Leelah’s heart nearly stopped at the thunderous expression on his
face as he strode toward her.
    “Oh, shenje !”
    * * * * *
    The girl was practically fucking her partner
right there on the dance floor. A surge of heat which was a mixture
of fury and lust swept through Ja-hun as he headed toward his
errant charge. Leelah had stopped thrusting her ass toward her
pretty-boy partner, and stood staring at Ja-hun, openmouthed. He
stopped directly in front of her, schooling his expression to cool
aloofness. “Miss Blaine.”
    “How’d you find me?”
    Was she kidding? He’d tracked mech-killers in
the course of his career. Finding one runaway party girl who’d
already made it clear she wanted to go to her friend’s house wasn’t
a challenge.
    “You’re going to need to come with me.” He
kept his voice level and his eyes away from the tits that were
practically spilling out of her tiny top.
    “Oh, come on! Do you honestly think
something’s going to happen to me here? Most of the people at this
party are affiliated with politicians from one planet or another.
There’s enough security here to fend off an entire army of
assassins. You’re supposed to be my bodyguard, so guard me, but
don’t cage me like some kind of animal in my father’s house.”
    Again, Ja-hun wished her father had allowed
him to share with her a few of the messages received on his comset.
They’d made it clear that the person or organization had intimate
knowledge of the Blaines’ lives and would as soon kill Leelah as
kidnap her just to demonstrate they could strike anywhere at any
time. The girl was a card in their game. Ja-hun had a gut feeling a
member of this group might even be part of the president’s
household. If he didn’t feel comfortable letting Leelah wander
freely in her own home, he certainly wasn’t going to allow her to
stay at some party. Something could be slipped into her drink so
easily. She could be killed when she went to use the bathroom or
even in the middle of the crowd with so many bodies pressed
together. In the past, Ja-hun had used all of these methods to
eliminate a target. Or, if the author of the threats wanted to take
her, that could easily happen, too.
    “I know this seems extreme, but you’ve
enjoyed some free time, and now I want to get you back home.” He
hoped she wouldn’t get stubborn so he’d have to force her out to
his waiting car. “I’m sorry,” he added as an afterthought.
    For a moment, he thought she was going to do
exactly what he feared, throw a tantrum and dig her bare heels into
the floor. Rather than toss her over his shoulder and carry her
away kicking and screaming, he might have to back down and spend
some time at this noisy bacchanal. Leelah was more trouble than
Crin-tai. At least the mogul had listened when Ja-hun warned him of
danger.
    “Fine! Let me get my things.” Her arms folded
just under her breasts, pushing her cleavage dangerously higher.
Considering he’d seen her entire chest bared earlier that day, he
didn’t know why cleavage should seem just as provocative.
    She turned to talk to her dance partner.
“Sorry, Danje. I’ve got to go. My bodyguard is having a
meltdown.”
    After locating and slipping on her dress and
sandals, Leelah walked stiffly past Ja-hun toward the door. She
waved at a dark-haired girl across the room and spoke into her
comset. “Trianne. Sorry to leave so when the party’s just getting
started, but as you can see, I’m being arrested. Talk