LOGINShare
Chapter 32 - Who?
Last Updated:
2025-11-29 12:36:29
Latest chapter
Married to my bodyguard Chapter 54
The morning sun filters through the narrow slits in the bunker walls, turning the cold concrete into something almost warm. I stretch out on the cot, my body still aching in the best way from last night, but my mind is already racing ahead. Cole’s side of the bed is empty again, but this time I don’t panic. I can hear him moving around in the main room—soft footsteps, the clink of metal. Probably checking supplies or whatever else he does to keep his hands busy when his head is too full. I swing my legs over the edge and pad barefoot across the floor. The air smells like salt and stale coffee; he must have boiled some water on that ancient stove. When I round the corner, there he is, leaning against the table with a mug in hand, staring at one of those faded maps like it holds the secrets to the universe. “Morning,” I say, keeping my voice light. He looks up, and for a second, his eyes soften in that way that makes my stomach flip. “Hey. Coffee’s hot if you want some.” I pour mys
Married to my bodyguard Chapter 53
I wake to cold sheets and the hollow echo of waves. The cot is too narrow for one person now that I know what it feels like to share it. My hand slides across the mattress, searching for the heat that was pressed against my back all night, but there’s nothing. Just the faint indent where his body had been. Panic spikes sharp and immediate. “Cole?” Silence answers. I’m on my feet before I’m fully awake, pulling on my jacket over the thin tank I slept in. The concrete floor is icy under bare feet as I move through the bunker. Morning light filters weakly through high slits in the walls, turning everything pale gold. I find him outside, on the rocky outcrop behind the base. He’s shirtless despite the chill, sweat gleaming on his skin as he moves through a brutal routine—punches snapping through empty air, footwork precise and deadly. Every strike is controlled violence, muscles coiling and releasing like he’s trying to beat something out of himself. I stop in the doorway and wat
Married to my bodyguard Chapter 52
The sea is restless tonight, black waves slapping the hull of the small boat as we cut through the darkness. Salt spray stings my face, but I don’t move from the railing. I need the cold to keep me sharp. Cole handles the wheel with steady hands, hood up, profile carved in moonlight. He hasn’t spoken in over an hour. Not since we left Luke’s dock in the pre-dawn gray, not since he pressed a hard, brief kiss to my mouth and told me to trust him one more time. I do. God help me, I do. “How much farther?” I call over the engine. He glances back, eyes unreadable. “Fifteen.” “That’s what you said fifteen minutes ago.” This time he smiles, small and real. “Almost there.” The engine throttles down. The boat drifts forward on momentum until a jagged silhouette rises from the water—cliffs, dense trees, no lights, no life. Just rock and shadow. Cole kills the engine completely. Silence rushes in, broken only by waves against stone. “This is it,” he says. I stare at the isl
Married to my bodyguard Chapter 51
I wake to the smell of smoke curling into my lungs, sharp and acrid, nothing like the lazy woodsmoke from a fireplace. This is gasoline and old timber and intent.My eyes fly open. The room is dark, the power dead, but an orange glow pulses under the bedroom door like a heartbeat.“Cole,” I breathe.He’s already out of bed, naked and lethal, gun in hand before I’ve even pushed the sheet aside. Moonlight through the window cuts across the hard lines of his body—the bandage still taped high on his ribs, the faint bruises fading along his side. He moves to the door without a sound and listens.“Get dressed,” he says, voice low. “Fast.”I scramble into yesterday’s jeans and hoodie, fingers clumsy with adrenaline. Smoke seeps under the door now, thick enough to taste.He cracks the door. Heat rolls in, fierce and hungry. The hallway is an inferno—flames racing up the walls, devouring everything we touched last night.“They found us,” I say.His jaw locks. “Back exit.”We run barefoot down
Married to my bodyguard Chapter 50
The hospital air is thick with disinfectant and the faint metallic tang of blood that still clings to my memory. I’ve been in this chair for hours, eyes fixed on Cole’s chest as it rises and falls beneath the thin sheet. The bandage wraps high across his ribs, a stark white reminder of how close the bullet came. His face is no longer gray; color has returned to his lips, his jaw, the hollow of his throat. I can’t stop looking at him. I don’t want to. My phone buzzes against my palm. I know who it is without checking. I step into the corridor and answer. “You’re finished there,” my father says, voice smooth as polished steel. “Come home.” “No.” A pause, cold and measuring. “Maddox has done what he was hired to do. Leave him.” “He took a bullet meant for me.” “He was compensated for the risk.” “He wasn’t,” I say quietly. “Not for that.” “Don’t romanticize a bodyguard’s instincts, Ariana. Men like him fuck and leave. It’s what they’re good at.” The words are meant to cut. Inst
Married to my bodyguard Chapter 49
The first gunshot shatters the night. Everything happened in a blink, Marcus tried to shot us, but cole pushed him and we runway, now we don't know where we going. I don’t even realize I’m screaming until Cole’s hand clamps over my mouth and he yanks me backward, hard, into his chest. “Move,” he growls against my ear. We run. The safe house explodes into chaos behind us—shouts, boots pounding, glass shattering. The smell of gunpowder mixes with the salt-heavy air from the docks below. Cold wind slaps my face as we burst through the back exit and down the narrow metal stairs that rattle under our feet. “Cole—my father—” “He knows how to disappear,” Cole snaps. “You focus on staying alive.” Another shot rings out. Metal sparks explode inches from my head. I stumble, and Cole catches me instantly, hauling me up without slowing down. His grip is like iron, his body a shield as we sprint toward the dark maze of shipping containers ahead. The docks are a nightmare at nig
You may also like
CEO Husband's Crazy Love For His Little Wife
TSI1.5M viewsSpoiled by Mr. Russell
Luminous Night1.0M viewsSatisfying Her Darkest Fantasies
Shile984.1K viewsCraving The Wrong Brother
Elysian Sparrow490.6K viewsHIS TO RUIN
Fantasea230 viewsThe Hidden Heiress Returns
Lynn's pen163 viewsFaking It With My stepbrother
vancleefer104 viewsAccidentally Married To My Billionaire Boss
Debby 311 views
