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63: A Swirl Of Events
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The Heiress And Her Bodyguard 64: Unnamed
"Please don't hurt her." Asher found himself begging. "You don't have to pretend to care for this wench son, " Silas responded smoothly. "I already confessed our plan to her. "Not to worry, she won't leave to tell a soul. You can go back to finish the rest like we agreed on." Isabella didn't even feel when the tears started. She was too hurt to feel anything, let alone liquid flowing down her cheeks. Asher wanted to fight. But he couldn't. For the fear that his old man might hurt his Isabella. So he decide to play along. Knowing very well that Isabella will never look at him the same way again. But at this point, there was no other option. He would rather have her alive and well hating him, because the alternative was unthinkable."And how will I explain that she slipped out of my watch?" He asked in a bored tone throwing Silas off the track momentarily. Isabella froze. Up until then, a small part of her heart hoped that everything was some twisted joke to test her trust in Asher. But
The Heiress And Her Bodyguard 65: Done And Dusted
Surprisingly to say, the older folks date was going well. Partially because they both went on gushing about their kids in turn and didnt shy away from mentioning their dead loves once or twice. That was ofcourse until Dragana dropped the bombshell. “What are we to each other Lucas?” She asked quietly. It was no secret that she was greatly enourmered by the man sitting directly opposite of her in the small vintage diner. But she wasnt the kind to drag things along. And blurry lines werent her favourite geometry. Lucas gulped. He quickly raised his champagne glass and in one long sip he emptied it before facing her. “It has been a while since i felt this nervous talking to a woman.” He admitted making Dragana smile. “Tell me about it.” She scoffed. “I got my daughter’s blessing.” Lucas said looking at Dragana in the eye.“My son gave his too”“Really?” Lucas beamed. Dragana nodded. “Does that mean we can make it official?”“Make what official?” Dragana asked making Lucas frown.“Our
The Heiress And Her Bodyguard Last Chapter
FOUR YEARS LATER…Isabella couldn’t help but chuckle at the sight that met her eyes once she entered her daughter’s bedroom. The older was sprawled on the floor obediently while his granddaughter painted his entire face with all sorts of stickers, not to mention the colorful rubber bands holding his cropped hair messily. “Look Mummy!” The little girl shouted excitedly. “I am making gramps pretty.”“I can see that pumpkin.” Isabella chuckled. “Dont laugh.” The older man grumbled. But he too couldnt hide his happiness. “You are getting soft, oldman.” Isabella taunted. “Only for her.” The older man retorted. “For her i would go to the depths of hell and combat Lucifer if need be.” Isabella smiled wider. She knew those words to be true. Her daughter, Davina was immensely loved and protected. She will never know suffering like her mother did. The train of thought had Isabella flashabcking a few years ago when she had surmised that happiness was never in the cards for her. Boy had she b
The Heiress And Her Bodyguard 1: Spoilt Brat
Isabella slammed the door shut on her new bodyguard's face. She didn't understand why her father felt the need to hire yet another bodyguard after the last eight had quit in the last one month. She smiled ruefully, thinking of ways to make the unsuspecting fool take off in a day or less. Slumping, back down, onto her bed, Isabella exhaled heavily, rubbing her temples. She needed to find a way to get rid of her supposed shadow the soonest, so she could get her friends over without anyone knowing as usual. Before she could formulate a candid plan, there was a light tapping on her bedroom door. She ignored it, but the person on the other side of the door proved to be persistent.“What?” She snapped, yanking the door open, and came face to face with a deliciously male species she called her bodyguard. Unlike a while ago when her father did the introductions, the man had ditched his jacket and the tie. He had also undone the two top buttons of his shirt and folded the sleeves carelessly to
The Heiress And Her Bodyguard 2: Party Gone Wild
When Asher got to the Address, Isabella was nowhere in sight. He tried asking the intoxicated-stricken brats he saw running from what would be a crime scene with no doubt, but no one knew where she was. A thought occurred that perhaps she had left, but he dismissed it. She had sounded too shaken up on the phone, which meant she hadn't gone far. He began looking around the property himself. That's when he came across the bloody body lying next to the pool. He quickly stepped past it carefully and headed for the lady's washrooms. Even before he entered, he could hear someone sobbing inside. “Miss Garcia,” he tried calling multiple times, but got no response. “Isabella,” he thought that perhaps using her name would draw her out, but it was a dead end as well. He finally gave up trying and stalked in, entirely ignoring the female-only huge ass sign. There she was. Huddled at the corner of the counter, hugging her knees miserably. The sight bugged Asher. “Isabella,” he muttered, but she di
The Heiress And Her Bodyguard 3: Feelings Gone Haywire
Isabella woke up the following day with a massive headache. Probably because she had cried herself to sleep. After she had ordered Asher off her room, she had gone back to viewing pictures and at some point, she got overwhelmed and pulled a joint she had stashed in a drawer. It wasn't surprising when she empty the plate afterward. But once she finished eating, it was like her grief hit again. Ten folds. “Fuck!” She groaned, looking for the Advil she keeps for such occasions. She quickly took a pill and gulped much-needed water before sitting on the toilet with a sigh. After emptying her bladder, Isabella jumped right into the shower. She was feeling all sticky and worn. Standing under the warm water, Isabella's mind drifted to Asher. He had been decent with her yesterday, despite how curt and rude she had been with him. She planned to take it easy on him henceforth. Turning off the shower, Isabella grabbed a towel and wrapped it around herself before sauntering back to her bedroom. Th
The Heiress And Her Bodyguard 4: Badass
Isabella was grumpy the following morning. She ignored Asher, not sparing him even a glance unless when absolutely necessary. His rejection the night before still stung. By midday, she announced that she wanted to go out shopping. What Asher didn't know was that after the shopping spree, Isabella wanted to go to a bar. He accompanied her nonetheless because that is his job. She was surprisingly well-behaved if not for the man she was currently sucking faces with. It bothered Asher, more than he would like to admit, but he kept his cool and stomached the discomfort. Hours passed by with Isabella and her male friend having a good time. Afterward, she surprised Asher by demanding he take her to Silvia's home to pay her last respects. “You are drunk,” Asher drawled. “I hadn't realized, genius!” She retorted, leaving no room for arguments. Unknown to Asher, Isabella drank purposely for that reason. Otherwise, she couldn't be able to face the grieving parents in a sober state. As Asher tor
The Heiress And Her Bodyguard 5: Teary Day
Asher laughed. A burst of full belly laughter, which fuelled Isabella's anger. “What's funny?” She snapped her heaving up and down erratically. “You, ma'am,” Asher said simply. “You are what is funny for thinking you can just fire me, yet you didn't employ me. Tsk tsk…”Isabella got on her feet suddenly, pushing her half-eaten plate carelessly. “You are gonna regret this.” She promised with a deathly glare. She then turned to Marcia and Paul with a smile. “I will see you later,” she hurried out of the kitchen, and Asher had no option but to scurry after her. She banged her bedroom door to his face, and a minute later Maroon 5 blasted on her speakers. Asher felt his replacement for the night couldn't have come sooner. The spoiled brat was definitely trying to drive him insane.*****The following day was the hardest for Isabella. She put on a short lacy dress ready to go talk about her best friend in the past tense, and it was daunting. Luckily, Marcia was coming with her, for the ol
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