All Chapters of Bratty Prince And The Bodyguard : Chapter 211 - Chapter 220

Adrien’s POV:The council chamber smelled of old wood, leather-bound books, and rotting pride. I could feel their disgusting stares before I even stepped through the doors. 'How would Kieran be feeling in there?' Just the mere thought of it gave me goosebumps. I need to protect him even if it makes

Adrien's POV:Lord Camden’s jaw clenched, his ruddy cheeks turning a deeper shade of red. “You think we will just bow down to your terms? You think this is how things work?” “No,” I replied with a calmness that probably infuriated him more. “I think this is how things are going to work now.” “You son of a...” “I wouldn’t finish that sentence if I were you,” I cut in, my tone no longer polite. “You have already embarrassed yourself enough for one day.” Lord Vercell muttered something under his breath, but the others had begun to shift uncomfortably. I could see it.. the cracks forming in their precious little circle of power. Not because I was rich. Not even because I had come back from nowhere. But because I had made a point. Kieran’s eyes flicked toward me again, but he didn’t speak. His lips were drawn into a tight line. “I know most of you don’t respect him,” I said, finally breaking the silence again. “You think he is weak because he doesn’t play your filthy little games. But

Kieran's POV:“Is it?” he asked, stepping even closer until he was just a few feet from me, and I hated how much I noticed his scent. That damned mixture of cedar and something fresh like wind after rain. Something wild and something I craved. I looked away, jaw clenched. “Don’t do that.” “Do what?” he asked, looking so infuriatingly innocent. “That look,” I muttered. “Like you are the one in control and how you are planning your next stupid move.” He grinned again, cocky and smug, but there was something warmer behind it this time. “I wouldn’t call it stupid. You liked it last night.” Last night? Damn! that last night. I blinked. “What?” He took another step. “When I came to your room.” Well, I indeed liked it but I would rather eat my shoes than admit it, "That was trespassing and I can report you for it." I threatened him. Of course, it did nothing to him. To be honest, it isn't good how he sneaked into my bedroom through the window. What if he fell and got hurt? Deep dow

Adrien’s POV: I stared at the amber liquid in my glass like it held all the answers I was too scared to ask for. The rim of the glass was slick with condensation, and my fingers had been numb from gripping it for too long. But I wasn’t letting go. The bar was dimly lit, quiet except for the occasi

Adrien's POV:He was beautiful. Not in the delicate, polished way some people are but in the kind of way that knocks the air out of your lungs and leaves you wondering what the hell you did in your life to deserve seeing something like that. My lips parted, and without even meaning to, I whispered under my breath, “He is gonna be the death of me.” And maybe… maybe I was okay with that “Your Highness,” Win greeted him with a nod. Kieran ignored him while his eyes didn’t leave me. He walked over slowly and each step knocked the air out of my lungs. When he finally stood in front of me, he didn’t speak. “Hey,” I mumbled, forcing a grin. “You came.” I swallowed, but my throat was dry like sandpaper. I couldn’t look away from him. Kieran’s expression was unreadable. He didn’t even frown but just stood there, cold and beautiful and carved out of the very ice I used to think ran in his veins. But his eyes... his eyes weren’t cold. They were burning. Slow. Controlled and dangerous. I