Unperfect (Unperfect, #1)

by Susie Tate

“You bloody well will,” Max snapped. “And … and you’ll eat lunch too. It’s two o’clock and you haven’t left your desk all morning.”

we love an observant king ;_;

Then it was me running from the house, clutching my backpack and hurtling straight into Nate’s head of security (I’d always got on with Brian, we’d shared the odd cup of tea at the house. He reminded me of my dad); registering the shock in his faded blue eyes as he took in my beaten face and blood-splattered shirt; my stomach turning over as he ushered me outside to his car and asked me whether the blood on my hands was mine. “No,” I’d replied, my voice hoarse from shouting. “Not mine.” He’d smiled then. A wide, deeply satisfied, slightly scary smile. “Good,” he’d said in a fierce tone, his eyes locking with mine, full of fire. “Good, Amelia.”

we like a supportive, feral for retribution head of security 🫡 need another book with Bri, he seems like he'd need his own backstory

With real strength comes the integrity not to use physicality to control others, or emotional abuse to chip someone down to a shadow of their former self. Real strength means helping to build someone up so that they can be a real partner, an equal.