All Chapters of THE BODYGUARD WHO TAMED THE TRILLIONAIRE CEO: Chapter 91 - Chapter 99

Caden / Asher's PovCaden's Pov“You're here to get me out?” Asher asked weakly. His pupils were out of focus and he was burning up.“Fuck. You're sick.” I let him bury his face in my neck. Then I spoke into my earpiece. “I've got him, Frisbee but we've gotta hurry. He's sick.”“Roger that. We'll be here in a few seconds.” He replied.“Hurry.” I patted his back softly.“I thought you were dead, Caden,” he sniffled. “I thought I'd lost you forever.”“You didn't lose me,” I kissed his cheek. “I'm sorry I couldn't tell you about the plan. I wasn't sure it'd work but I'm glad it did. We'll get out of here.”“I know you will.” He hugged me close to his body, tightening his grip. “I can't lose you again.” “You won't,” my voice cracked. “I swear to God you won't lose me again.”We pulled away briefly and in the next second, we were all over each other. His hands were all over me and mine on his face. “I love you, Caden,” he said between kisses. “I missed you.”“I missed you too.” I sighed

Gastby's PovI stumbled into my apartment at nearly one A.M. My head was ringing. After making sure Caden and Asher were settled in their new apartment — yeah, they sure know how to move a lot — I'd planned to spend the day with Giovanna and the others to make them feel better. Apparently, their idea of feeling better was drinking scotch in a bar. Already aware I would pay for the evening’s entertainment in the morning, I stripped on the way to the bedroomI fell facedown on the bed in my underwear and closed my eyes. I felt hands in mine and jolted awake. Only they didn't belong to a stranger. They were familiar.“Gus?” The sleep left me in seconds.“Did I wake you?” He asked softly.To spite him, I said yes and he bit my ear.I smiled quietly in the dimly lit room. “I didn’t think you’d be back until tomorrow.”“I got lucky. Then I followed your trail into the bedroom.”“I was out with Giovanna and the guys. Apparently, they loved clubbing. We went to a place called Thunder bar .

Gatsby's PovI lost my appetite and will to live in the same fucking day. The crazy thing is : it's my fault.“Are you alright, dear? You look a little pale.” Heather, the girl at the counter asked me.I blinked. “Sorry?”“I said you look a little pale.” She repeated as she handed me a bag of wheatgrass powder.“Oh.” I took the bag slowly. “I'm just tired. Nothing new.”“Well, get some sleep.” she smiled weakly. “Sure.” I nodded slowly and turned away from the store. I was not ready for another lecture about my looks or my weight. I've gotten enough sermons from my neighbours.I trudged to my apartment and stumbled inside. I managed to catch myself before I lost my balance. God, not this again.For the past 4 days, I'd been stumbling like a bloody fool. Well, that happens when you don't eat for hours on end. Ever since Gus left, my entire body shut down. I can't even eat. I can't sleep. I can barely get my body to concentrate on anything. I understood my role as the acting CEO but r

Asher's PovThe room was too damn quiet.Caden had been home for less than an hour but it already felt like the walls were closing in. The smell of disinfectant was staring to mess with my head and the florescent lights made me want to throw something at the fucking walls.Frisbee sat across from me, hunched over his phone like a vulture in a roadkill. Giovanna leaned against the wall, her arms crossed but if I knew her, she was just one bad update away from flipping a table. Then, Frisbee's phone slipped from his hand and hit the floor with a crack loud enough to wake the dead.I arched my brow. “Are you planning on starting a demolition company?”He ignored me and grabbed his laptop. “What happened?” I asked, curiosity creeping into my tone.Frisbee's fingers flew over the keyboard. “Caden just called. The woman in the house is not Lia.”My eyes widened. “Wait. What?” “She's not Lia,” Frisbee repeated. “He says she's a fake.” Giovanna pushed off the walls. “How is that even poss

Asher's PovMonths had passed since the chaos, the gun fire, the betrayal and the night I almost lost him. The city had moved on but Caden and I hadn't. You don't just don't move on from something like that. You heal in fragments and sometimes, painfully but the one thing that made it easier was knowing we were doing it together. Caden went back to work at Booker Legacy Group, reclaiming his seat as CEO like he'd never left. He still worked ridiculous hours, tapping away in his laptop long after midnight. Most nights, I'd lean in the doorway with a cup of coffee in my hand, watching him. The city lights reflected on his glasses and softened his face. There was something grounding about those moments. It was peaceful.I'd left private security altogether. I told myself I was done protecting people who didn't care whether I lived or died but somehow, I still couldn't stop protecting him so when Caden offered me a position as Director of Corporate Security at BLG, I didn't think twice.