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Fro after a prince

Jasmine smiled Royalty

This was the opportunity of a lifeti on the outskirts of Canberra And further confirmation that those naysayers who told her a woman couldn’t be the face of a protection services company were clueless

Not that Jasmine had ever doubted herself

The dense forest that faced the harbour thinned as the convoy approached the city At a predetermined landmark—a distinctive cast-iron lamp just over a kilometre from the palace—Jas picked up her phone

‘We’re approaching,’ she said

As Jasmine ended the call the woman seated beside her shifted in her seat

‘Can you quiz h pitched Jas aze of their driver, Simon—a retired SAS Co Felicity had been asking for help with her script and backstory ever since they’d picked her up from Dubrovnik airport, and then over the several hours it had taken to drive and then ferry to Vela Ada

‘You’ve got this,’ Jash it one more time if you like’

Felicity nodded ‘Thank you I know I’ ridiculous I know, I know this, it’s just’ she paused, pushing her long, perfectly curled blonde hair behind her ears ‘this isn’t a nor job, is it? And Marko I ht? Prince Marko? He’s pretty distracting’

Jasuess I can iine why that would be’

If you were the type to find tall, dark, broad-shouldered Mediterranean princes distracting Which Jasmine was not She couldn’t afford to be distracted by so as irrelevant as attractiveness in her job

‘Oh, co her eyes ‘You’re not that much older than me, and you’re not dead, so don’t pretend you haven’t noticed he’s totally hot And that accent Honestly, he could read a dictionary and uys sound like that?’