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Chapter 51
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2025-12-19 12:48:09
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Married to my bodyguard Chapter 74
The glass was meant for me. I know that now with a clarity that makes my bones ache. It was late—too late for the city to feel safe, too quiet for the penthouse to feel real. The storm outside pressed against the windows, rain stitching silver scars across the skyline. Cole had insisted on cooking, something simple and grounding after the week we’d had—evidence, Evelyn’s duplicity, my father’s shadow stretching over every conversation. He’d poured the wine himself. Red. Expensive. A bottle he’d found in the private cellar Reyes had arranged for us—security-vetted, sealed, untampered. Or so we thought. I was still in the bedroom, changing into one of his shirts—soft cotton, faintly smelling of his soap—when I heard the cork pop. I remember smiling, the absurd domesticity of it making my chest warm. We’d been living on adrenaline and paranoia. A quiet dinner felt like rebellion. When I walked into the dining area, he was already seated, rainlight spilling across his face. He look
Married to my bodyguard Chapter 73
Evelyn Blake arrives without knocking. The concierge doesn’t call. Security doesn’t announce her. One moment I’m curled on the couch with Cole, the city breathing through the windows like a restless beast, and the next she’s standing in the doorway like a ghost in couture. She’s wearing ivory. She always wears ivory when she wants to look innocent. “Hello, darling,” she says, lips curved in that soft, curated smile she perfected long before she married my father. “May I come in?” Cole is on his feet instantly, body shifting into that quiet, lethal stillness that always makes my pulse stumble. “No.” Evelyn’s gaze flickers over him—measured, curious, calculating. “This is family business.” I stand. My sweater slips off one shoulder, and I tug it back into place, suddenly aware of how exposed I feel. “Let her in.” Cole’s eyes meet mine. Question. Warning. Trust. He steps aside. Evelyn glides in, heels whispering over the floor like she’s walking across water. The apartment feel
Married to my bodyguard Chapter 72
The boardroom isn’t mine. I’m not sitting at the polished glass table with my father’s name etched into the wall. I’m not in a tailored suit with an espresso in my hand, pretending power is just another accessory. I’m barefoot on Detective Reyes’s couch, wrapped in an oversized sweater that smells faintly like Cole, watching a livestreamed emergency shareholder meeting on a burner laptop. But the room still feels like mine. Because every man and woman on that screen once smiled at me like family. And now, they’re sharpening knives. The camera angle is fixed on the head of the table. My father sits there, posture immaculate, fingers steepled, expression carved from stone. He looks exactly like the man who taught me how to ride a bike and exactly like the man who ordered my kidnapping in the same lifetime. “Volatility in the market is expected,” Richard Blake says smoothly. “Our company remains stable. This is a temporary media cycle.” One of the executives, a silver-h
Married to my bodyguard Chapter 71
The laptop hums like it knows what it’s carrying is dangerous. The screen glows in the dim guest room, lines of code and folders stacked like secrets that were never meant to breathe outside a locked server. Detective Reyes sits cross-legged on the floor, sleeves rolled up, jaw tight, while Cole stands behind me, his hands braced on the back of my chair. I feel him there more than I see him. Solid. Steady. Too close for someone who’s supposed to be just my protector. But nothing about us is just anymore. “You sure you want to see this?” Reyes asks, eyes flicking toward me. “Once you copy it, you can’t unsee it.” “I’ve already seen enough,” I say quietly. “This won’t be worse.” Cole’s hand brushes my shoulder, warm and grounding. “You don’t have to do this.” “Yes, I do.” Reyes nods and plugs in a small encrypted drive. “Your father’s people are sloppy in one area. They assume no one on the inside would dare look. That’s where arrogance kills empires.” I watch as fol
Married to my bodyguard Chapter 70
The city smells like gasoline, rain, and secrets. After the forest, after the gunfire, after the river that tried to steal the air from my lungs, the city feels obscene in its normalcy. Neon lights flicker. Cars honk. People walk past coffee shops with their earbuds in, completely unaware that somewhere in the shadows, men are hunting me like I’m prey. Cole drives with one hand on the wheel, the other resting on my thigh like he’s anchoring me to this reality. His jaw is tight, eyes scanning every intersection, every rearview mirror reflection. “You’re safe here,” he says for the fifth time. I nod, but the word safe feels like a joke lately. We pull into an underground garage beneath an unassuming apartment building. It’s not luxurious, not rundown—just forgettable. The kind of place you’d never look twice at. Which, I guess, is the point. He parks and kills the engine, but neither of us moves right away. My fingers trace the veins on his hand, feeling the tension under his sk
Married to my bodyguard chapter 69
The explosion cracks the world open.The drone jerks midair, its red light stuttering, then sparks shower from its side as it spirals into the trees. The forest erupts in noise—gunfire, shouting, branches snapping under boots.Mercenaries.Real ones.Not my father’s controlled machines. Not Cross’s calculated silence. This is chaos—human, messy, lethal.Cole moves before I can think. He grabs my wrist and yanks me toward the treeline, his body a shield as bullets tear through branches where we were standing seconds ago.“Move, Ariana! Don’t stop!”I run.My lungs burn, legs pumping through snow and mud, heart slamming so hard it feels like it might shatter my ribs. The forest becomes a blur of dark trunks and white ground, shadows and muzzle flashes slicing through the snowfall.Behind us, voices shout orders in a language I don’t recognize.Ahead of us, Cole.Always Cole.He drags me down a steep slope, and I nearly lose my footing, but his arm locks around my waist, hauling me uprig
Married to my bodyguard Chapter 48
Me?" I said. The room is heavy with the truth we’ve been dancing around since the moment Marcus appeared: I am the weapon. The leverage. The bait. The punishment. All because of a buried decision my father made long before I ever understood the world he built around me. My hands shake
Married to my bodyguard Chapter 47-A WARNING FROM THE PAST
Cole doesn’t open the door at first. He just stands there, staring at the screen as if willing it to glitch. As if wishing the figure on the porch camera feed would blur into someone else. But there’s no mistaking him. My father. He looks the same and not the same; a little thinner, a little
Married to my bodyguard Chapter 46-MARCUS RETURNS
The black envelope sits between us like it carries poison. Cole hasn’t moved for almost a full minute—jaw tight, shoulders locked, the tablet still glowing in his hand as the security footage loops the same three seconds: Evelyn stepping out of the trees, placing the envelope on our porch, and dis
Married to my bodyguard Chapter 45- THE SPY IN THE SHADOWS
I’ve been awake for less than three minutes and the air already feels wrong. The safe house sits buried behind coastal cliffs and pine trees—isolated, quiet, impossible to stumble across unless you’re meant to find it. Cole insists no one can track us here, but my skin prickles every time I walk
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