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One Hundred Fifty one

Auteur: Vivian Sage
last update Date de publication: 2026-07-31 21:12:07

Violet

The two hours felt like two excruciating years.

Every second ticked making me feel.like a drop of acidws burning through my chest.

Dante was pacing back and forth across the slick slate floor like a caged, wild animal, his footsteps echoing off the walls as he ran his hands continuously through his hair.

Rosa was sitting comfortably on the plush sofa, slowly sipping her tea like she was relaxing at a luxury spa, completely untroubled by the storm around us.

Gwen was stretched out on the
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  • The Alpha's Bodyguard Is a Woman    Onr Hundred and Fifty Four

    DanteI stared up at the ceiling of my bedroom, watching the gray shadows shift as the clock ticked past three in the morning. The bed felt way too big, way too cold, and empty without Violet laying next to me.I rolled onto my side, burying my face in her pillow, but her sweet scent was already starting to fade away. It was driving me insane.Knowing she was sleeping down the hall in the west wing guest room was like a punch to my chest every time I took a breath. I couldn't just stay in this bed staring at the dark walls all night.I pulled myself up, swung my legs over the side of the mattress, and stood up in the cold room. I walked out into the dark hallway, my quiet footsteps echoing off the floor as I headed toward the west wing.The estate was dead silent, but my chest felt so heavy I could barely breathe properly. I stopped right in front of her closed guest room door, resting my palm flat against the cold wooden surface.I leaned my forehead against the frame, listening clos

  • The Alpha's Bodyguard Is a Woman    One Hundred and Fifty three

    VioletI was almost to the metal exit doors of the parking garage when I heard him.The sharp, rapid slap of footsteps echoed hard against the damp tile floor behind me, closing the distance too fast.Before I could even process what was happening, a hand wrapped around my wrist—not with the cruel force of a guard, but with a desperate, trembling gentleness that made my breath catch in my throat."Don't," Dante said, his voice entirely breathless, ragged, and thick with panic. "Don't go out there, Violet. Please. Just wait."I stopped dead in my tracks, but I refused to turn around and look at him.I could feel the bitter, freezing draft of night air bleeding through the cracks in the garage doors, could hear the sheets of rain lashing violently against the concrete outside.All I wanted in that moment was to push those doors open, step out into the storm, and never look back at this nightmare."Listen to me," Dante pleaded, his fingers still wrapped securely around my wrist, anchorin

  • The Alpha's Bodyguard Is a Woman    One Hundred Fifty one

    VioletThe two hours felt like two excruciating years.Every second ticked making me feel.like a drop of acidws burning through my chest.Dante was pacing back and forth across the slick slate floor like a caged, wild animal, his footsteps echoing off the walls as he ran his hands continuously through his hair.Rosa was sitting comfortably on the plush sofa, slowly sipping her tea like she was relaxing at a luxury spa, completely untroubled by the storm around us.Gwen was stretched out on the opposite end of the leather couch, her hands clasped delicately over her belly, pretending to sleep.But I wasn't blind—I could see her dark eyelashes fluttering, her eyes moving rapidly beneath her closed lids as she waited for the curtain to rise on her final act.I was still standing frozen by the floor-to-ceiling window.My legs had gone completely numb from holding myself rigid for so long.The wooden door finally swung open, shattering the silence.Doctor Harrison walked back into the room

  • The Alpha's Bodyguard Is a Woman    One Hundred and Forty nine

    VioletThe elevator ride up was suffocating.The enclosed space smelled of polished disinfectant, and the, sour tang of my fucking anxiety.I was standing trapped between Dante and the cold mirrored wall, trying to make myself as small as humanly possible.Gwen was standing way too close to Dante—practically pressed up against his side, her elbow repeatedly digging into his jacket.Every few seconds she'd let her hand brush against his arm like it was a total accident, her fingers lingering just a beat too long on his sleeve."I'm so nervous, Dante," she whispered softly to him, tilting her head back to look up at his hard face. "I'm just... I'm really worried all this stress is going to hurt the baby."Dante stiffened instantly, every muscle in his shoulders locking up. "Back off, Gwen," he growled, his voice a low vibration in his chest.Before she could respond, he shifted his body, stepping straight toward me and placing himself directly in front of me.He effectively turned his b

  • The Alpha's Bodyguard Is a Woman    One Hundred and Forty nine

    VioletThe moment I’d said those words, Dante lost it.He was pacing back and forth across the main foyer like he couldn't stand still, his boots echoing off the marble floor while his hands ran through his dark hair like he wanted to rip it out at the roots.Rosa had just ordered her personal guards to start preparing the cars, and Dante was absolutely furious about it."This is a setup," he snapped at me, stopping abruptly and pointing a trembling, rigid finger toward the grand front entrance. "Can't you see that, Violet? My grandmother doesn't do anything without a reason. She's not being helpful. She's setting another trap.""A trap for what, Dante?" I asked, watching him pace a frantic circle around the foyer rug. "What could she possibly gain right now?""To make me look bad in front of the pack! To make it seem like I'm the one being unreasonable, the one dodging responsibility. She's orchestrating every single piece of this circus!"Rosa remained seated on the velvet sofa near

  • The Alpha's Bodyguard Is a Woman    One Hundred Forty Eight

    VioletI ended up telling Dante that we'd leave this morning. I already packed my bags last night, but I wasn't really excited for this trip. I woke up to a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach. It's the feeling you get when something terrible happened the night before, but your brain tries to protect you by delaying the memory for just a few seconds.For a brief moment, I stared up at the dark ceiling, breathing in the quiet air of the bedroom. But then the floodgates opened, and the memories came crashing back in full force.My chest felt so heavy, it was as if someone had placed a hammer right over my heart while I slept. I groaned, pulling the blanket up and over my face. I squeezed my eyes shut, hoping that hiding under the covers would somehow make reality go away.It didn’t work. It never does.I lay there under the dark fabric for a few long minutes, forcing myself to take deep, slow breaths. My head was pounding with a dull, throbbing ache that settled right behind my eyes.

  • The Alpha's Bodyguard Is a Woman    Prologue.

    Volet’s POV“What the hell is wrong with you?”I asked, trying to keep my voice steady. I failed.My eyes stayed on Derek. I couldn't look away even though my chest burned. He was on the couch in the balcony with Cherry, his ex-girlfriend, sitting on his lap like she belonged there. His hand was un

  • The Alpha's Bodyguard Is a Woman    Four

    Violet's POV. "Alpha Dante?" My voice came out too small for my own good. A squeaky high-pitched tone that I could do nothing to control. If that kept happening he would find out faster than I would like. He tilted his head, watching me with gold-flecked onyx eyes. Is he going to turn? Luc

  • The Alpha's Bodyguard Is a Woman    Two

    DANTE'S POV I stepped out of the car, taking in the house in front of me while my men spent the small seconds doing a sweep. It had to be one of the blandest houses I had seen, white all through, probably because of all the shady stuff that happened behind those wooden doors. I never liked to

  • The Alpha's Bodyguard Is a Woman    One

    Violet's POVTwo months laterI never wanted to be a boy but that's the only way I knew how to survive.....“Catch that thief!” A man's voice echoed through the streets, and I tried my best to push through.My feet pounded against the pavement as I tore through the market crowd, clutching my bag to

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