All Chapters of Bratty Prince And The Bodyguard : Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

Adrien's POV: “I needed this,” he said hoarsely. “I needed you.” Those three words did something to me and we crashed into the bed, while our hands were everywhere. He arched under me, mouth pressed to my neck, breathing heavy. My hand slid under his thigh and yanked his boxers down before putting his legs on my shoulders and stripping out of my own pants.His response was a moan as he anticipated what was coming next. It was so raw it made my blood boil. “God, Adrien,” he breathed, “you are so fucking hot when you are in heat.” I stroked his hole, causing it to stretch open for me. His skin was flushed. Sweat clung to the back of his neck as he arched up against me, and his fingers gripped my shoulders like I was the only thing anchoring him to the bed. He was engrossed in the rhythm of my fingers while something popped in my head. I smirked as I decided to pay him back for tempting me and suddenly my fingers were replaced by my dick. “Adrien…” he breathed, barely able to speak

Kieran's POV:I felt a soft nudge on my forearm.My head was pounding. Every muscle in my body ached like I had been in a battle all night instead of what actually happened. I groaned and blinked open my eyes slowly.Adrien stood next to the bed.He was bare-chested, wearing only a pair of low-hangi

Kieran's POV: My lips trembled. His eyes didn’t waver. There was no fear in them. No regret. Just quiet strength, and something deeper, something that had nothing to do with the crown or the war between blood and desire. I pressed my forehead to his again. “You don’t deserve this.” He smiled, faint but real. “Maybe not. But I want you. And if chaos is part of the deal, I will take it.” I let out a soft, shaky laugh. He kissed me then, slow, comforting. Not hungry like the night before. Not desperate. Just… steady. Grounding. His lips moved against mine like a promise, and I held on like I would drown if I let go. When we finally parted, he kept his arms around me. I leaned into his shoulder, the side of my face pressed to his skin. “You think I messed everything up?” “It will be fine,” he said, brushing his fingers through my hair, “you finally told the truth.” My throat burned. I tightened my arms around him, holding him like I was afraid he would vanish. “Promise me you

Kieran's POV: I moved toward it. Slowly. Every step is a weight. Inside, nestled neatly between a folded diary and some papers, was a small black velvet pouch. I didn’t want to touch it. But my fingers moved anyway. My breath caught as I untied the string and tipped it open. The second I saw what was inside, my vision reeled. A diamond brooch. Not just any. It glowed faintly. Not reflected light, actual glow. Pale. Cold. Alive. Noah’s words returned like a ghost rising from the floorboards. “He wears a pin. And it glows. Not a reflection. A glow. Cold. Like it’s alive.” “He comes at night. I don’t know who he is. I can’t scream. I can’t move. But I see the diamond, and I know it’s him.” I staggered back. My knees hit the floor. Bernard had it. All this time. He was the man Noah feared. The one I trusted the most. The one who tucked me in after I’d had nightmares, the one who told me to stop chasing ghosts. The one who watched me fall apart, who whispered that grief was t

Adrien's POV: Kieran’s head rested to one side, eyes closed, lips still tinted purple. The sirens screamed overhead, but all I could hear was my own heartbeat pounding in my ears. The medic pressed gauze to his wrist, muttering vitals, adjusting monitors. “Kieran,” I whispered, gripping his cold hand, “don’t you dare leave me. Not like this.” His body didn’t flinch. Not even a twitch. I leaned close, pressing my forehead to his. “You are not alone. Not now. Not ever. You hear me?” But there was no answer. Just the machine beeping. When we reached the hospital, everything happened too fast. Doctors flooded in, wheeled him away on the stretcher, and I chased after them, only to be stopped right outside the operating room. “You can’t come in,” a nurse said, stepping in front of me. “I am not leaving him,” I snapped. “You have to. Please, sir... let us do our job.” I tried to move past her, but two guards appeared from the corridor, blocking my path. I shoved one, hard. “Get out