All Chapters of THE POPSTAR’S BODYGUARD : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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TWENTY ONE

He Is Off LimitsDANIELI knew I shouldn’t have followed him. But the moment I heard his door open, that old instinct kicked in—the one that never really shuts off. He’d seemed off after we left Sasha back at Oxford Street. I knew something was going through his mind, but I didn’t think he was actually going to act on it. Maybe it was our little encounter in the changing room. Or maybe not. I didn't know why I broke out of character then, but whatever he felt must’ve had a toll on him.I stayed far enough behind to avoid notice, close enough to step in if something went wrong. Neo’s disguise wasn’t fooling anyone who looked hard enough, but luck seemed to be on his side tonight.I watched from afar as someone approached him. A blonde. They flirted and talked. All seemed usual until she pulled him toward a secluded part of the lounge. My jaw tightened as I followed behind them slowly, her giggling piercing irritably in my ears.And then I saw them. Neo with his pants undone and the blo

CHAPTER TWENTY TWO

Flashbacks That Hurt NEO We hadn’t spoken about that night since it happened. I shouldn’t have acted the way I did. But I was just looking for a way to get him out of my mind, which had obviously backfired. The way he looked at me there, like I had betrayed him or I belonged to him. I didn’t know which. We had wrapped up things in London and were heading to Paris. It was a beautiful city, and I couldn’t wait to meet my fans there. I usually did fan meetings after my shows, but I wanted to try something different, so I decided to meet my Paris fans before the show. I was beyond exhausted, but anything for the fans. When we reached Paris, it looked exactly like the city I remembered, the architecture, the people, the atmosphere in general. Fans were already waiting outside the hotel, and camera clicks sounded everywhere. I hadn’t expected such a massive turnout. I waved, smiled, and bowed my head as always. Daniel was close by, guiding me through the door while Vivian and some ot

CHAPTER TWENTY THREE

At The RooftopDANIELI shouldn’t have let him walk off alone.I knew the moment he stood up from that table, he was seconds away from falling apart. Neo hid things well. He must have had years of practice, but his eyes always gave him away. Everytime.And right now, they were glassy and distant, almost as if he was not here but somewhere far away in his own mind.“Wanna get out of here?” I heard myself ask.It wasn’t professional.It wasn’t even smart.But it came out anyway, slipping past every wall I’d built over the years.He blinked at me, confused, breath still uneven. He didn’t answer, but he didn’t need to, because the look in his eyes was permission enough.“Come with me,” I said quietly.He looked at me like I had two heads. Probably wondering if I was possessed or something.I didn’t wait for Vivian, the organizers, or anyone else. I guided him out of the private washroom area through a side corridor that staff barely used. Bright light flickered overhead, and the screams f

CHAPTER TWENTY FOUR

Echoes I Can’t EscapeNEOThe hallway felt louder than it had any right to be. Maybe it was the fans. Perhaps it was Vivian’s voice echoing from somewhere ahead.But I knew the real noise was inside my head.I kept walking, pretending everything was fine. Pretending I wasn’t still shaking on the inside. Pretending I didn’t feel Daniel’s presence behind me like a pulse against my spine.He stayed a few steps back, his movements steady but… different.Measured. Careful. Like he didn’t want to brush against me by accident.Daniel never moved like that around me.So why did he break every rule tonight?Why did he take me to a rooftop like he actually—No.I wasn’t letting myself finish that thought.My chest tightened anyway.I swallowed hard, keeping my eyes forward. If I turned around, even for a second, I’d see him. And I wasn’t sure which terrified me more—the possibility that he’d still be watching me… or the possibility that he wouldn’t.We rounded the corner to the meet and greet a

CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE

I’ll Handle ItDANIELI didn’t sleep.I knew I wouldn’t the moment I stepped out of Neo’s room and the door clicked shut behind me. It wasn’t the nightmare itself that kept me awake, God knows I’ve heard worse from grown men twice his size. It was the way he’d looked at me right before he fell asleep.Like he trusted me.Like I was safe.I walked the hotel corridor twice, then a third time, pretending I was still doing rounds even though every guard on this floor already knew their job. My pulse wouldn’t settle. My chest was still tight from the sight of him sitting on that bed, shaking so hard he couldn’t breathe right.I shouldn’t have stayed as long as I did.Shouldn’t have let myself care as much as I did.I leaned against the wall near the stairwell, rubbed a hand over my face, and tried to reset. Professional. Detached. That’s how this job works. No lines crossed. No attachments.But when I closed my eyes, all I saw was him flinching in his sleep.All I heard was his voice whisp

CHAPTER TWENTY SIX

One Breath ApartNEODaniel stepped back into the hotel dressing suite like he hadn’t just disappeared for ten minutes. No explanation. No warning. Just strolled in with that calm, stoic look on his face like he hadn’t dragged my anxiety through a marathon.“Where were you?”It came out sharper than planned.He blinked, surprised. “I told you. I stepped out to take a call.”“You didn’t tell me,” I muttered, arms crossed. “You just vanished.”He paused, studying me. “I didn’t realize you’d be looking for me.”My jaw clenched. “Well, I was.”His expression softened, not enough to be obvious, just enough for me to feel it. Annoying. Dangerous.“I’m here now,” he said quietly. “You’re fine.”That stupid, calm reassurance went straight to my chest.I hated how much I relied on it.Before I could snap back, my phone buzzed in my pocket.Daniel’s eyes flicked down. “Someone’s been texting you nonstop.”Of course he noticed. He noticed everything.“It’s nothing,” I said.He gave me a look. Th

CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN

She Is BackDANIELThe living area of the Penthouse smelled like him before I even saw him. Sandalwood, something clean and warm underneath, and the faint edge of his citrus shampoo from his morning shower. I hated how quickly my shoulders dropped when I breathed it in as my body recognized him before my mind did.It had been three days since we left Paris.Neo was sitting on the couch, pretending to scroll through his phone, but his posture was too stiff. He only went that quiet when he was overthinking, which was usually a sign that I needed to keep my distance. I wasn’t sure if I was avoiding him or protecting him.Maybe both.“Long day?” he asked, voice lighter than his eyes.“Something like that,” I said.I didn’t trust myself to say more.I hung my jacket, trying to ignore the way he kept glancing at me. Three days and the space between us still felt like a bruise we were both pretending didn’t hurt.I should’ve left it alone.Walked to my room.Shut the door.Kept the boundary

CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHT

No One Can Be Trusted DANIEL What do you mean?” My voice came out sharper than I intended. It scraped the air between us like something brittle. Justin didn’t answer immediately. He just looked at me, brown eyes concerned and the tightness in his jaw told me this wasn’t something small. The smell of different kinds of food hit my nose as soon as we stepped into the diner. We found a quiet place to sit, a bit secluded and empty to prevent nosy people from eavesdropping. Finally, Justin exhaled. “The car isn’t supposed to exist.” He repeated as a cold shiver ran down my spine.. I moved my chair closer. “Explain.” He reached into his jacket and dropped a flash drive into my palm. It was warm from his pocket. “I traced the VIN,” he said quietly. “Daniel… the vehicle was registered to a charity. A church-run one. “So?” I asked, though my stomach had already tightened. “So the charity’s financials were edited and not updated. Edited. Rewritten three months ago.” He paused. “Sam

CHAPTER TWENTY NINE

Under His GripNEOThe second Daniel walked away, I knew the room felt wrong. Anne was still talking, but all I could hear was nothing—just the look on his face before he turned away. Anne and I met when I was starting my music career. Things were tough back then, but she stayed until she got tired of me not bringing anything to the table. We were young, and she was impatient. At least that was what I’d been telling myself. Long story short, she left me for an older, richer man. And now that I was rich and famous, she wanted to climb her way back into my life.I knew her intentions very well. But at the same time, I was also using her to test a theory.“Neo, you’re not listening to me,” she said, tugging at my arm while pouting her lips.“Sorry, what were you saying?” I asked, finally giving her my full attention.“I asked if I could stay the night.”“Just for tonight.”“We could talk more,” she added after I didn’t give her a reply. But I already knew it would come to this.I rubbed

CHAPTER THIRTY

Trying to Escape MyselfDANIELI didn't know what I was doing. But I did know I didn't want it to stop. My length strained against my shorts as I ran a thumb over his throat again. His plump lips parted and I couldn't help but bring our faces together, inhaling his citrus scent. Our lips grazed and I almost died from how bad my balls were aching.“Da..Daniel..”, he choked out, his heart beating so fast I could hear it and his breath coming in shallow and uneven.“D..Daniel”. He called out again, snapping me out of whatever trance I was in. I pulled my hand away so fast his head darted to the side as he let out a low chuckle. Shit. What have I just done? Without waiting for a minute longer, I bolted out of the kitchen, not sparing a glance at my back, afraid of what I’d see on his face.I slammed the door so hard behind me it would have broken down if it wasn't so strong, heart hammering like a drum in my chest. The room was dark, the only light coming from the faint glow of the city

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