Semua Bab Sexy Behind The Mask: Bab 191 - Bab 200

"It's a possibility we have to account for." Nate kept his voice matter-of-fact, not wanting to frighten anyone unnecessarily. "Which is why whoever goes in needs to be good. Not just someone who looks the part. Someone who can read a situation, identify when the threat level shifts, and respond accordingly." He frowned. "It needs to be one of my people.""Agreed," Grayson said, his arms crossed. "What's the cover?""New boyfriend same as Honey's idea. Serious enough to explain him being around constantly without raising suspicion. They met—" Nate thought for a moment. "Through Honey. Through Grayson. Socially. Nothing elaborate. The simpler the story, the easier it is to maintain and not make mistakes.""She might fight the need for this, but Maggie and I will make sure she agrees." Honey said, "Might be an idea for her to learn how to protect herself as well. Can your man do that, teach her to fight?"Nate nodded, his mind already working through the logistics. "Absolutely. Self-def

Prue followed Honey through the entrance of Nonna's, a popular Italian restaurant in town."Our table's in the back corner," Honey said over her shoulder, weaving through the crowd. "Lauren and Maggie are already here."Prue spotted them immediately, two women at a corner table, one with long dark hair cascading over her shoulders, the other woman had a head full of blonde curls cut in a shorter style to her jawline."Prue!" Honey gestured toward the table as they approached. "This is Lauren Gardener and Maggie Chase. Ladies, this is Prue Young. Nate's wife. I'm not sure if you had time to meet at my wedding or got introduced."Lauren stood first, extending her hand with a warm smile, but even Prue could see the stress on her face, and she wasn't trained to look for it. She was still stunning, the kind of beautiful that probably made casting directors sit up and take notice. But there were shadows beneath those whiskey-colored eyes, and her smile held a brittleness Prue recognized all

Honey followed their gaze, her expression shifting from worry to recognition. "Oh. That's—I think that's Wyatt, isn't it, Prue? We only saw his photo for a second, but the hair and jawline are the same. Nate must have told him where we would be. Probably making sure Lauren's safe even before tomorrow's meeting.""You could be right." Prue studied him more carefully now. The photo on Nate's phone hadn't done him justice. In person, he was… imposing. The kind of man who made people instinctively move aside when he walked past. Dark eyes that tracked everything, missing nothing, currently fixed on Lauren with an intensity that should have been uncomfortable but somehow wasn't.He looked dangerous. But not threatening towards them. There was a difference."Thank God, it's not Liam. My heart almost stopped." Lauren was looking at him as well. Her entire body went rigid because she had expected the worst."Sorry to scare you, we didn't mean to. But you being on edge is putting us on edge fo

"Lauren?" A woman's voice. Soft, Southern accent. Not Liam. "It's Prue. Prue Young. We met last night at dinner?"Relief flooded through Lauren so suddenly her knees went weak. She sank onto the edge of her bed again, pressing one hand over her racing heart. "Prue. God, you scared me. I didn't recognize the number—""I'm so sorry. I should have texted first." Prue's voice was genuinely apologetic. "I asked Honey for your number this morning. I hope that's alright?""It's—it's fine." Lauren closed her eyes, forcing herself to breathe normally again. "I just thought… never mind. It's fine. What's up?""We were talkin' about how you were going to get to the meeting this morning," Prue said gently. "And I thought, well, Honey and I thought maybe you might be nervous about leaving your apartment. About taking a cab alone when you don't know if Liam's watching. I know you came with Maggie last night. But now…"The accuracy of that assessment made Lauren's throat tighten. "How did you—""Bec

"We're giving you your life back," Honey corrected firmly. "Right now, you're hiding. Not auditioning, not working, not even living. This way, you can go back to normal. Do your job. Live your life. With protection that doesn't look like protection."Lauren chewed on her bottom lip, thinking. It made sense. She could see the logic. But the thought of this man, this intimidating, silent, scary-as-hell man, moving into her apartment, pretending to be her boyfriend…Her eyes moved over Wyatt again, really assessing him this time. He was definitely attractive in a rough, dangerous way that probably made most women go weak at the knees. But there was something about him that screamed danger. Not the Liam kind of danger, not obsessive or possessive. Just… capable of violence if necessary."No offense," Lauren said, directing her words at Wyatt, "but you look pretty scary. I have a feeling Liam won't do anything with you around. He'll just… I don't know… wait until you're gone or something.”