All Chapters of Bratty Prince And The Bodyguard : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Kieran's POV: “Adrien, watch out!” I yelled, my voice cracking from fear. Glass exploded all around us. I ducked down just in time to avoid the shards flying like tiny blades. The car skidded slightly, and a sickening sound followed us. Meanwhile, the crunch of tires over gravel and the metal groaning, everything was really bad. The rear passenger door suddenly opened and a large arm, that was really fast, reached inside and grabbed a fistful of Adrien’s jacket. Before I could react, Adrien was already moving. He pushed me back, behind the passenger seat, protecting me from any harm. Then he spun around and grabbed the stranger’s wrist. “Get away from him!” Adrien growled. His voice was so sharp that it startled me. The stranger who came to hold him, he wasn’t alone. I saw another shadow outside the shattered window to my left and what surprised me was the fact that he was carrying something heavy. A pipe or maybe a crowbar. It glinted under the faint moonlight. “Adrien!! Look

Kieran's POV: I was sitting next to him in the hospital. Number of tubes were attached to his body, the beeping sound, faint scent of disinfectant, and the sleeping Adrien were a reminder that what happened a couple of hours earlier, wasn't a dream. Adrien Vale, who is a definition of sheer will and moved around like he is not a human, now he laid still on the bed and it made my heart ache. He looked so pale and weak, his lips were chapped and his hair disheveled. I have never seen him so vulnerable and I am hating this sight. Every few seconds, I reached for his hand and laced our fingers together. His palm was cold. I tried to warm it with mine, rubbing slow circles with my thumb. I didn’t care if anyone saw. I didn’t care what anyone thought. The man in that bed wasn’t just my bodyguard.He was everything.“I thought I lost you,” I whispered, leaning in closer, our hands still clasped between us. “You idiot. You actual idiot. Why the hell did you jump in front of me?”He did no

Kieran's POV:After staying at the hospital for a couple of days. Adrien was discharged. I also had minor injuries but they were not as bad as his. Moreover, when we returned to the palace, Raymond came to brief us on what happened that night. "We managed to arrest two of the men who followed you and we have done everything to make them open their mouths. However, they are tough nuts to crack. Although their motive is clear, still it doesn't make sense for them to traumatize you this way." He was saying. "How's Damon's case going?" I asked. "The prosecution has asked for a death penalty but he has applied for a retrial. We will have to see how this will go. However, there is nothing which they can do to protect him. I guess this is the reason why they are feeling so relentless and trying to hurt you so you could show sympathy on his case-" "Sympathy?" I scoffed, "They made their case worse by attacking Adrien and I. You should hand those men to the police and add more charges on

[Mentioning of self-harm.]Kieran's POV: The greenhouse was warm, quiet, and full of the kind of peace I never got anywhere else. This is my favorite place for a reason. Adrien and I had found ourselves here more often lately. Because this is the only place in the humongous palace where we can get our privacy. We sat side by side on the bench near the climbing roses. The sunlight filtering through the glass roof hit his skin just right. His tanned skin appeared to be gold under it, making him extremely perfect even with all those flaws. Today, he wasn’t in his full uniform, just a plain black shirt with the sleeves rolled up. His forearms were annoyingly distracting. His perfect Adam's apple, and stubble grown along his jaw shouldn't look so hot but it did. So was everything else about him.I tried not to let my gaze linger, but it did anyway.He glanced at me, eyes lazy, almost amused. “You are staring,” he said, not even hiding the grin tugging at the edge of his lips.“I am no

Kieran's POV: We were all set to leave. The bags were packed, my coat slung over my arm while the passport was in my hand. I was finally about to have my break through. The past few days have been hell. I kept on hurting myself to breathe and I thought it would be better for me to be away from Adrien. To be honest, I am scared. I still am. How would he react when he gets to know how broken I am? I am not some project for him that he needs to work on and someone he has to heal. He does not deserve this.And yet, he stayed with me. Despite me pushing him away, ruthlessly and hurting him. I glanced at him standing by the elevator, scrolling through his phone, probably checking the weather or the stupid protocols. There is something about Adrien, despite all the coldness on his face, he fills me with warmth. Just one look on his face and it assures me that I will be okay. Everything will be alright. Just as I was about to step forward, Bernard came running down the hall like the build