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Dreadful Event

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last update 公開日: 2026-07-07 21:56:08

AVA DUVAL

I was surrounded by thick darkness. The smell of rusted iron lingered in the air which made it difficult to tell my surroundings. The cloth around my eyes irritated my skin, causing my eyes to burn so that I had to shut them entirely.

Both my hands were tied behind the chair I was placed in. The rope cut through my skin, but having spent the night here, I had gotten used to the biting pain.

Cold pierced through my skin, my body shivered, but it was no use. Dried blood clung to t
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  • The Bodyguard's Secret    Rescued

    ETHAN COLE I sat cross legged, glaring at the person who sat across the table from me.Silver hair. Gray eyes, and an audacity I couldn't quite place where he got from. Felix. He placed the rim of the tea cup to his lips, taking a long sip. He knew he was wearing down my patience.My hand reached for my gun, and in that moment, the cup dropped firmly to the table. “Niko, how long has it been? I trust you're having a terrible day!” His eyes lit up, a smile spreading across his face. That smug grin. I wanted to slap it off his face. Felix and I went way back… not in a good way. Aside Winnie who was a pain in the ass back at VAR academy, Felix had a knack for thinning my self control. Either he was looking for a way to make me get punished or he was just bored and found me interesting, I didn't know. I didn't care. “I'm not here to chat. Where's she?” One look at that letter, I recognized the handwriting immediately. It brought back memories I wanted to bury — he wrote i

  • The Bodyguard's Secret    Dreadful Event

    AVA DUVAL I was surrounded by thick darkness. The smell of rusted iron lingered in the air which made it difficult to tell my surroundings. The cloth around my eyes irritated my skin, causing my eyes to burn so that I had to shut them entirely. Both my hands were tied behind the chair I was placed in. The rope cut through my skin, but having spent the night here, I had gotten used to the biting pain. Cold pierced through my skin, my body shivered, but it was no use. Dried blood clung to the corners of my mouth, a feeling I still hadn't gotten used to. I coughed, hoping someone there was kind enough to get me a cup of water.My throat burned for a drop of water. My mouth had gone dry, and I could barely taste anything.I couldn't feel myself. As soon as my lower body moved, a burning sensation spread through my hand. The rope had moved.“Ahh…” I gasped in anguish, too scared to even cry. My mind could barely place the events of yesterday. It was as cloudy as a cold empty g

  • The Bodyguard's Secret    A Kidnap!

    ETHAN COLE My legs rested on the reading table, my back firmly balanced against the seat, as it rocked gently back and forth. I swiped endlessly through my chats with Winnie. Most of the time she sent voice notes stressing out about the customers at our make believe bar. The remaining messages were either questions about my day or her blubbering about how sweet Zero was. A small smile plastered on my lips, reading the last reply I gave her. Two weeks had flown by so quickly, and guilt had begun eating away at me like a cankerworm. I never ignored Winnie. Not after the incident in the snow. But if I wanted to achieve my selfish goals, she needed to be out of the equation — safe from a murderer like me. We each had our own share of murders, but she never for once turned her back on the people she so cared about. I swiped away from our conversations, and instead dialled Lily's number. She answered on the third ring. “Hey, Nikolai.” Her voice was always so tiny as though

  • The Bodyguard's Secret    Unanswered Questions

    ETHAN COLEShe needed an explanation. Of course she needed one. I had never seen her so visibly annoyed to the extent of showing so much emotion. I took in a sharp breath, then it rushed out my lungs carelessly.“Here's dangerous. Let's head home,” I said bluntly, cursing myself for my terrible communication skills. Unlike Winnie, I couldn't communicate without throwing a punch or putting a bullet through someone's head. That was one of the reasons VAR liked me. Because I was a mess. Ava's eyes hardened, her back turning away from me.“I'm your employer, so I can easily fire you. Tell me why you dragged me out here.”Steam might as well have poured from her head. It felt as though we were trapped in an enclosed room with no window for air.Confessing about the note would set her into panic mode, and most especially blow up my cover. In other words, I had to lie.“Someone was following you,” I muttered, loud enough for her to hear. Ava's back suddenly stiffened. Slowly

  • The Bodyguard's Secret    A Week Away

    ETHAN COLE-You bastard, answer my calls!-I promise to flay you if you keep up with this nonsense. I read the irritation mixed with sheer rage in her messages, and I knew exactly how her face would be scrunched up when sending this to me. Winnie called. She texted, and for a week, I didn't respond to either means of communication. Part of me wanted to call her, and scold her for her persistence. But this… this was for the better. VAR, still in a way thought I was searching for the documents, and this protected them for some time, until they found out… .I scrolled through our chat. The endless complaint about how the customers in the bar were fighting over her even though she made it clear she wasn't single. Or how one threw a fit, decided it was best to break the tables. My finger hovered around the call button while my mind struggled to accept this new decision. It felt like I was running from everything I'd ever cared about. One day, that cowardice would finally catch

  • The Bodyguard's Secret    Breaking Point

    ETHAN COLEHer fingers elegantly held the brush as she made strokes after stroke. Sometimes, her body arched forward, and in three minutes she had changed brushes. My eyes observed her clearly, my focus entirely on the painting… and the artist.Mostly the artist. She wore an apron, and light gloves. Her hair swayed with her while she worked. The line that ran along her back had never been this satisfying to watch. Suddenly, her brush hung in the air. “You're making me nervous,” she said, letting her hand drop beside her. “How?” I asked. I changed from my duck-like squat, and crawled closer to her to get a better view of her face. The only bright thing in the room. Ava turned to me, her brush sliding across my face smearing light pink colour onto my face. “You're staring.” She chuckled as her eyes met my face. I shrugged. “I'll stop staring then.” She bent over to where I crouched like a puppy. “But I want you to keep watching me,” she muttered. Swiftly, I re

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