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BEAUTY AND THE BODYGUARD: DANGEROUS DESIRE BOOK 2 Chapter 144
NANCY'S POVFor a second I did not remember where I was. Then the events of the day returned, and with them the knowledge that Zade was in my apartment. I pushed myself up onto my elbows. “Come in,” I said. My voice was rough from sleep. The door opened wider. Zade stepped inside carrying a wooden tray. The smell of warm food followed him—something simple and savory that made my stomach tighten with sudden, sharp hunger. He had found what little I kept in the kitchen and turned it into an actual meal. He stopped a few feet from the bed, as if waiting to see whether I would tell him to leave again. “You need to eat,” he said. His voice was low and even. “You haven’t had anything all day. The doctor said you fainted from exhaustion and low blood sugar. I’m not going to let that happen again tonight.” I sat up fully and leaned back against the headboard. He came closer and set the tray carefully across my lap. There was a bowl of soup that still steamed faintly, a piece of buttered
BEAUTY AND THE BODYGUARD: DANGEROUS DESIRE BOOK 2 Chapter 143
NANCY'S POVJust that one word at first. Rough. Low. Stripped of any attempt to sound strong. I waited. “I know you don’t want me here,” he continued. His voice stayed quiet, but there was a raw edge underneath it that I had rarely heard from him. “I know I don’t deserve to be let in. I’m not asking you to talk to me. I’m not asking you to forgive anything or pretend the last weeks didn’t happen. You don’t even have to look at me if you don’t want to. I just… I need to be here until you’re steady again. Until I know you’re not going to collapse the moment you’re alone. That’s all I’m asking. Let me stay. Please.” The plea sat between us in the narrow hallway. I stared at him. This was the same man who had once spoken about killing me in a cold, measured voice on a recording. The same man who had escaped a hospital and spent weeks watching me from the shadows without ever announcing himself. The same man who had pulled me out of the path of a speeding car only hours earlier and the
BEAUTY AND THE BODYGUARD: DANGEROUS DESIRE BOOK 2 Chapter 142
NANCY'S POVHe offered his hand. I stared at it for several seconds before I took it. His palm was warm and rough with old calluses. The simple contact sent a complicated jolt through me—comfort and anger tangled so tightly I could not separate them. He steadied me as I stood. The room tilted once, mildly, and his other hand settled lightly at my elbow until the dizziness passed.I changed in the small bathroom with the door closed. The ordinary clothes felt strange after the hospital gown. When I came back out, Zade was holding my bag. He did not comment on the tear tracks that still marked my face. He simply waited until I was ready, then walked beside me out of the room and down the hallway.The hospital corridors smelled of disinfectant and floor wax. Fluorescent lights hummed overhead. Neither of us spoke as we rode the elevator down and stepped out into the late-afternoon air. The sky was still that same pale gray. A light breeze moved along the street, carrying the scent of rai
BEAUTY AND THE BODYGUARD: DANGEROUS DESIRE BOOK 2 Chapter 141
NANCY'S POVThe words landed between us like something fragile and dangerous.I looked up.He was watching me with an intensity that made my chest ache. There was no performance in his face, no careful mask. Just raw, exhausted honesty.“I didn’t plan it,” he said. “I tried to stop it. Every day on that island I told myself I still had a mission, that I still had to finish what I started. But you… you got under everything. The way you looked at me. The way you trusted me even when you shouldn’t have. The way you said my name. I fell for you, Nancy. I loved you. I still do.”The confession sat in the quiet room and refused to leave.If he had said those words to me on the island—before the recording, before the betrayal, before I learned he had been the enemy the entire time—I would have been over the moon. I would have kissed him until neither of us could breathe. I would have believed we could build something real out of the strange, intense thing that had grown between us.But he wa
BEAUTY AND THE BODYGUARD: DANGEROUS DESIRE BOOK 2 Chapter 140
NANCY'S POVThe next time I opened my eyes, the first thing I noticed was the soft, steady beeping of a machine somewhere to my left. The second thing was the pale ceiling above me and the sharp, clean smell of antiseptic that clung to everything in the room. For a moment I did not know where I was. Then memory returned in a rush—the street, the blaring horn, the dark car coming too fast, my hands flying to my stomach, and the sudden hard pull of arms around my waist.My baby.My hand flew to my belly before I had even fully sat up. My fingers spread wide over the soft fabric of the hospital gown, pressing gently as if I could feel the tiny life inside and make certain it was still there. The movement made my head swim. I turned my face to the side.Zade was sitting in the chair beside the bed.He was real.Not a hallucination. Not a fever dream brought on by fear and exhaustion. He was here, in this quiet hospital room in France, watching me with those silver-gray eyes that had haunt
BEAUTY AND THE BODYGUARD: DANGEROUS DESIRE BOOK 2 CHAPTER 139
NANCY'S POVThe next day the nausea was worse than usual.I woke before my alarm with the familiar sour wave already rising in my throat. I barely made it to the bathroom. Afterward I sat on the cold tile floor with my back against the wall and pressed a damp cloth to the back of my neck until the worst of it passed. My stomach felt hollow and tight at the same time. I had managed nothing more than a few dry crackers and a sip of water the evening before. The thought of real food still made me uneasy, but by mid-morning the emptiness had turned into a sharp, demanding hunger that I could no longer ignore.At the office I moved through the usual tasks on autopilot. Answering the phone. Sorting invoices. Making coffee for the two older men who ran the small import company. No one asked why I looked pale or why I disappeared into the restroom twice before noon. The work was deliberately simple, the kind of under-the-radar job that asked almost nothing of me except quiet reliability. That
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