All Chapters of The Bodyguard's Secret : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

AVA DUVAL The cook had caught a cold so she called in sick. I sat on the kitchen stool while Ethan got to work mincing garlic into tiny pieces. He had volunteered to make lunch, and I sat watching his hands move vertically, chopping the garlic. I didn't know why I sat here or why I decided to watch him cook. Especially after what happened two nights ago. The memory hit me like a sharp pain the morning I woke up, but I was instructed to stay in bed by the doctor, so I couldn't see him. I stared at his hands, the memory of how it pinned me to the bed was lucid. Ethan set aside the garlic and moved on to the onion. I didn't know what he was making, not that it mattered. Different thoughts ran through my mind. Two whole days had passed, but that night couldn't leave my head. The way I shamelessly pulled him in for a kiss… needing every part of him on me. I could have made the excuse that I was drunk, but then again, I was that terrible at lying. Ethan glanced over at me, and ba

AVA DUVAL I remembered his words clearly, his voice rang in my ear like an alarm bell. “You can go only if I tag along. Let's act natural,” he had said but why in the world was Ethan Cole staring at me. His eyes followed me wherever I went, dark… almost ghostly. A chill slid down my spine, sharp and sudden, my stomach tightening for no reason I could name. The hair on my neck stood, and bile found its way to my throat. “Why was he staring like that. Fuck,” I cursed, clicking my tongue. “Take a drink,” someone said, making me snap back. I moved my eyes towards her before wearing a smile. “Thoughtful. You know what, let's have fun!” Ethan wasn't going to ruin my night and I would try my best to enjoy it. I gulped down the drink, my eyes darting towards him. A girl had walked up to him, and his gaze had finally left mine. Thank goodness, I could finally breathe. I dragged myself following my friends as they left the bar area to the dance floor. Everyone seemed to be enjoyi

AVA DUVAL The short hand of the clock struck three in the morning. Sweat poured down my body as I huffed trying to catch my breath. I couldn't phantom if I had walked into the room of a beast or my bodyguard. This was the third time I squirted all over his face. “...” I wanted to speak, but my words were jumbled. His large hands pulled me to the end of the bed where my seat stayed. Ethan climbed out of the bed and sat on it, motioning for me to come. My legs felt weak, a new born donkey could walk better than I did. My body burned all over, a pleasure I didn't want to die. His hand slid over my back drawing imaginary circles. He was sick in the head, but I wanted to feel more of what he could do. A stream of ecstasy spread through my body when he moved to my thighs. I shivered. Everything Ethan did sent my clit throbbing hard. “Come on, sweetheart,” he grinned, his deep voice vibrating through my body. I sat on his laps moving through the center up and down. His cap touched my o

AVA DUVAL I didn't know when the day broke, but when I woke up my body ached. I groaned holding my head, it throbbed so bad my eyes were a little blurry. I made to stand, but plopped back down. My knees were bruised and the dark blood clunged to my skin. “Ah…” I winced trying to get on my feet. The fear from last time seemed like it hadn't left my body. The sun seeped in through the window resting on my phone. That's when it hit my mind.Ethan! On a normal day, Ethan always knocked on my door if I stayed in bed too late. But I couldn't sense his presence hovering around my door. Biting down at my lips, I struggled to get up. My hands on the floor, I forced my legs to bend before I stood firmly. A sigh left my lips. My legs strained as I dragged it towards the desk where my pain killers were.Trying so hard to avoid the shattered glass on the floor, I kicked my phone to the bed stand, missed a step and landed face down on the floor. Tiny shards of glass cut through my skin.

ETHAN COLE I arranged my collar.The sun seeped in through the window casting its rays on the mirror hanging on the wall. The light reflected, bouncing off the glass, off the wall and landed straight on Ava's face. She groaned, pulling the sheets to herself. Her hair fanned wildly across the pillow. Her legs spread wide revealing her smooth thighs. “She sleeps like there's no care in the world,” I scoffed, chuckling a bit. Last night was a series of complicated emotions, and hopefully today will be different. I turned to the vanity, staring directly at the mirror — seeing this version of myself. My blood boiled with excitement. “Ethan,” she whispered my name. Finally, someone was awake.“Yes, Ava,” I answered, going to her. She sat up, spreading her hands wide apart, and stretching them. Ava let out a yawn before focusing on me. “Where are you headed?” She asked, rubbing her eyes. I assessed her. She looked like a clueless, innocent soul yet with the saddest ending (after V