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Chapter Seven (Giovanni)
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The Bodyguard’s Siren Chapter Twenty-Four (Giovanni)
I’m half-asleep, hunched in the stiff armchair where I spent the entire night, still wearing the same T-shirt from yesterday. A blanket has slid halfway off my lap. Across from me on the couch, Cara is curled up under a different blanket, her breathing finally deep and steady after the nightmare that wrung her out.My back and my neck hurts. My eyes burn but seeing her sleeping like this where she's peaceful, not trembling, not crying—makes every ache worth it.My phone buzzes.“Jesus,” I mutter under my breath, grabbing it before it wakes her.I stand and step quietly into the hallway.“What?” I whisper.“Bro,” Matteo groans. “Bro. You have to come to the bookstore.”“No,” I say immediately.“Yes,” he fires back. “Please. Luca scheduled a sale event today, and he double-booked himself like a moron, and Sofia’s out having a spa day because hormonal pregnancy rage is worse than being shot at—his words, not mine—and now I’m stuck unboxing five hundred books alone.”“I can’t.”“I’m beggi
The Bodyguard’s Siren Chapter Twenty-Three (Giovanni)
The bookstore still clings to me with the smell of fresh paint in my hair. Sofia’s laughter echoing somewhere in the back of my head. The warmth of Luca’s steady hand on my shoulder. Matteo’s endless running commentary.It should’ve been a good day. A normal one. A rare one. But the second my boots hit the marble of Cara’s foyer, something in the air is wrong.There's a stillness likethe house is holding its breath and then I see them. There's Dave, two members of the PR team, and two security contractors I don’t recognize and they are all circled in the living room like they’re planning a military strike.Before anyone notices me, Hal cuts across the hallway and grips my arm.“You need to come with me,” he murmurs, low enough that only I hear.My pulse spikes. Hal never sounds like that.“What happened?” I keep my voice even.He jerks his chin toward the stairs. “Not here.”We slip into the kitchen, door swinging shut behind us. Hal turns to face me, rubbing a hand across his shaved j
The Bodyguard’s Siren Chapter Twenty-Two (Cara)
By the time Hal pulls the SUV through the gates and up the drive, I’m exhausted in that way only retail therapy can cause, too many dressing-rooms, too many fluorescent lights, a thousand “That looks amazing on you” from saleswomen who definitely work on commission. Hal carries most of the bags without complaint. He’s strong in that dad-who-works-out kind of way, graying at the temples, but still built like he could tackle a linebacker. He’s humming under his breath as he unlocks the front door for me.“You get everything you wanted?” he asks.“Wanted? No.” I sigh. “Distracted myself from thinking? Yes.”Hal gives me a look of fatherly concern; he has no right pulling off so well. “Go put your feet up. I’ll bring this stuff to your room.”“No—no, I’ve got it. I promise. You’ve carried enough.”He hesitates, then nods. “Alright. But don’t forget to eat something. You haven’t all day.”I roll my eyes affectionately. “Yes, Hal.”He heads toward the kitchen while I gather the last two bag
The Bodyguard’s Siren Chapter Twenty-One (Giovanni)
Warm lights glow over polished wood. Shelves I built with my own hands are lined with books. There’s a little chalkboard sign in the corner that reads WELCOME, NEIGHBORS! in Sofia’s bubbly handwriting. It doesn’t look like a project anymore. It looks like a dream someone finally got to hold.“Gio!”I turn just in time to brace as Sofia barrels into me from behind the counter. Her belly stretches the apron tied around her waist, cheeks flushed, curls escaping her ponytail like they’re trying to escape the emotional force field she gives off.She wraps her arms around me before I can say anything.“You came!” she says against my chest, breathless and happy in a way that makes something warm pinch behind my ribs.“Wouldn’t miss it,” I tell her, hugging her back gently. Careful. Always careful. She’s eight months pregnant; Luca would skin me alive if I so much as knocked her sideways.She pulls back, eyes shining, then grabs my hand and presses it to the curve of her stomach without warni
The Bodyguard’s Siren Chapter Twenty (Cara)
I’m already nervous when Giovanni knocks on my bedroom door. Which is ridiculous. I’ve walked red carpets half-naked. Performed in front of sixty thousand people. Given interviews while hungover, high, or on the brink of crying but none of that made my stomach feel like it’s climbing my ribs the way hearing his knuckles on the door does.“Cara?” His voice is low, even, and smooth. “They’re ready to drive us.”I breathe in deeply, stand straighter, and open the door and immediately forget how to breathe again.Giovanni Castellanos is wearing a suit. Not just a suit. A suit that fits him like sin. Black, tailored, crisp white shirt, no tie, top buttons undone just enough to hint at the hard lines of his throat. His hair is brushed back, jaw freshly shaved, and he smells…God. Clean skin. Warm spice. A hint of something cedar.My knees actually wobble.His eyes flick down my body it's a slow, brief, and clinical look, but something dark flashes in his gaze before he shutters it.“You read
The Bodyguard’s Siren Chapter Nineteen (Cara)
The conference room smells like burnt espresso and stress. I wasn’t supposed to be here long. Dave told me this would be a quick “brand refresh meeting.” Something about endorsements and the award show bump. Easy. In and out. The moment I walk in, I know I’ve been lied to. Everyone is already seated:Dave, two women from the label, a social media strategist tapping aggressively on her iPad, and, my stomach drops, Giovanni.He sits at the far end of the table, posture straight, jaw tight, hands folded like he’s bracing for a briefing in a war room. He doesn’t look at me, but I feel the tension radiating off him like heat. He didn’t know about this either. Which somehow makes me feel both better and worse.“Cara!” Dave beams like a used-car salesman who just found a wallet in the parking lot. “Perfect, grab a seat. We’ve got something exciting to run by you.”I sit slowly, eyes darting between the faces in the room. Everyone looks overeager. Predatory, even.“Before we start,” I say car
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