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Out In The Cold
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2026-06-08 01:49:00
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The Bodyguard's Secret Assassin Level Skills
AVA DUVAL Everything happened so fast. The tension shifted, chills running down my spine. Three men stood before us, the young boy in their hostage. His eyes dropped as though he had accepted his fate. Ethan hissed. “I was thinking we'd come from behind, but since it's come to this, we should try to…”“Negotiate,” I muttered loud enough for the both of them to hear. I didn't know anything about negotiating with killers and abductors, but they clearly had the upper hand. With one slash of their knives, the boy's head would be rolling on the floor, while his lifeless body dropped. Winnie smirked, clicking her tongue. “They do not negotiate. But let's try it.”She marched forward, dropping her weapon with her hands surrendered in mid air. Ethan watched from the side, blending with the darkness while Winnie did her thing. And as for me, I had already been caught with my terrible choice of clothing. Yellow. Who trudges through the woods for an assassin job in yellow?The
The Bodyguard's Secret On A Mission
AVA DUVAL Winnie sat lazily on the couch, her head thrown back, staring into blank space. I stood at the entrance observing her. She wore a dark leather outfit that hugged her petite frame. A hair clip tucked at the side of her neatly packed ponytail. She held Ethan's gun, her fingers slipped into the trigger guard, carelessly spinning it like some toy you got at the store. It hadn't been long since we last saw each other, but she had changed. Her smile was gone, replaced by a grave expression. Just like Ethan. Ethan who stood by the other end of the large room seemed to have spotted me, because he raised his brow. “Winnie,” I said, finally stepping in. Her face lit up, dour countenance dissipating as though it had never been there. She jumped to her feet, spread out her arms in an attempt to hug me. And she did. My hands stayed around her too, the heat in her body warming me up too. “Let me guess, he's giving you a hard time too?” I glanced at him through my
The Bodyguard's Secret A Promise
AVA DUVAL I sat before the reading table, the screen of my tablet flashing on my face as I scrolled through the sources from my research. What was VAR's real mission? Who really were they, really? The thought had plagued my mind since the sudden assassin revelation. Ethan said father was well aware of that, and no matter how much I wanted to deny that, he was openly close with that organization. Praised them for all kinds of deeds, and had long kept ties with them. Just then, my eyes caught a source. A website that was based on countless conspiracies. Random people posted about certain conspiracies whether it was something as unnecessary as why cookies are baked and not boiled to major ones. Swiping my fingers across the screen, I finally found what I was looking for. A medium length article with the title written boldly that no one would miss it:THE VAR CONSPIRACY Click My fingers tapped on it, eyes scanning the article My eyes caught the date it was posted. Dec 192
The Bodyguard's Secret Watch Your Head
ETHAN COLE I could sense the tension in the room. Ava took a step back, eyes staring wide at me. The truth I had tried to keep from her had finally come to light.Ava wasn't aware that I was an assassin, but her father did know. VAR gave him enough information about me — just enough to make him trust them. I stepped forward, my gaze not leaving her.The secretary stood to the side, her hands trembling as the documents slipped from her grip and scattered across the floor.“Excuse me,” she said, bending over. Ava couldn't believe what she had heard. The man she had given herself to was a trained assassin. A cold thrill ran down my spine. But toying with her meant she would no longer trust me, and finding the Duval information on arms technology would stretch farther than anticipated. The secretary slipped away like a shadow in light. I did not care. Not yet. “Ethan…” she muttered, her voice fading in the background. The sound of her cracked voice carved something sharp b
The Bodyguard's Secret Legally Dead
AVA DUVAL Everything around me became a blur. The instant shock sent a sharp ringing to my ears. The room went in circles, getting smaller each time I tried to hold onto my breath. The image I'd built of Ethan came crumbling down — bit by bit. Every brick contained the truth I thought I knew about him. No. She had to be lying. I lifted my head to her, she stared silently, the documents still placed perfectly in her arm. That pitiful gaze in her eyes stirred up emotions I couldn't contain.“You're lying,” I blurted out defiantly. This couldn't be true. Ethan wasn't an assassin. He was my bodyguard, the one who saved me from the real people who were trying to kill me. If he wanted me dead, he would've done it sooner than before. I shook my head, trying hard to deceive myself. This was a dream and people could be paranoid in dreams. The trembling of my hands said otherwise. I clutched the hem of my apron, an unexplainable pain searing through my body. Secretary Lee stepped
The Bodyguard's Secret The Calm Before the Storm
AVA DUVAL I sat alone in the art room, staring at the blank sheet before me. The sun had turned a bright yellow, its warm rays seeping into the evergreen coloured room. Several paintings stood around the large room, the one of Ethan there, right in front.I had caught the warm glow in his eyes, and that expression made my heart skip two beats. I wanted to paint more of him — shirtless, water dripping from his chest with an orange sun casting warm hues onto that calculating gaze. My hands clasped over my hot cheeks, shaking my head to remove these lewd images. This morning, I peeped into the slightly open door to see him at his laptop, the keyboard clacking too fast. His focus was unmatched that everything around him felt grey, including me. I slipped away, not willing to be the disturbance he didn't need. These days, he had stayed more on his laptop, either typing or just staring at the screen completely lost in thoughts. If I gave him more time to process whatever he was
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