All Chapters of The Bodyguard's Secret : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

AVA DUVAL I marched upstairs, my hand knocking down a vase with freshly cut flowers. It shattered on the ground, water spilling all over the floor. My body moved on, not caring about the broken vase. Swinging the door open, I marched into my room, my eyes still as wide as it was when I saw the look on Ethan's face. He had done it.I was sure he was the one.Who else could do something so depraved? How could he be so blinded by jealousy, that he killed an innocent man. The first normal man I had ever met. Liam Curvy wasn't the most handsome man, but he cared about the little things — the flowers I liked, how I loved my coffee brewed. Fuck, he even asked the details of my dreams. The shock withered into a swelling anger, causing tears to burst from my eyes. My face was already so puffy, yet the tears kept coming. With slow steps, I left the room, moving to Liam's supposed room. His scent lingered in the room, a soft woody scent with a mixture of cinnamon.My fingers grazed the

AVA DUVAL His face was almost ethereal. The way his muscles flexed as he caught me ignited something in me. My cheeks burned, the smell of gun powder dissipating into thin air. Although my hands hurt badly from the force, I made contact with him, removing strands of hair from his sculpted face. His jawlines were chiselled and the onyx colour of his eyes glinted in the flickering light. “I look like a fucking princess,” I groaned, trying to stand. Ethan smirked, he opened his mouth to say something but shut it. “One in need, to be precise. I mean, the heiress of a multi billionaire organization is lying in the arms of a mere bodyguard,” I chided, my elbow pressing against his thighs just to lift my body. He seemed to have noticed my struggling because he pulled me up, so that our eyes locked. “A bodyguard that makes her spread her legs wide on his shoulder,” he mocked, breaking eye contact with me. His tender gaze roamed my face, resting on my lips. Father travelled for a

ETHAN COLE The woods stretched far beyond where my eyes could reach. My eyelids were heavy from sleepless nights, and the circles around them were darker than usual. With the snow biting into my skin, it was absurd that I would make it past the last round. I dragged my leather boots through the icy ground, the snow crunching beneath them. My dark hair had specks of white… too much ice. My hand felt damp from my tightened grip of my pistol. I trudged through the blizzard, everything hazy. My final test. Kill the person in the woods. I scanned my surroundings, my hands shaky, my breath felt heavy. My vision was getting blurry with each step deeper into the woods. Then I saw her. Dark hair, chapped lips, and a flimsy shirt clinging to her body. Dried blood trailed from her lips, her body trembling. The paleness of her face and those eyes… they reminded me of someone… someone I knew so… My eyes widened and the gun slipped from my palm. No… This was wrong.Not her.

ETHAN COLE Tension swallowed the air in the room. My jaw tightened and the twitching in my left eye didn't want to stop. Winnie stood right in front of me, quietly tapping her shoe. I tensed my muscles before spitting out the words that were stuck in my throat. “Winnie… it's depressing seeing you that way.” That must've read wrong because her eyes darkened all the more. She took strides towards me, stopping a few inches away. “It's depressing? Is that a creative way of saying I'm embarrassing?” She scoffed, lifting her chin to look into my eyes. Slightly, I pushed her away walking to the fridge. Maybe this kind of thing wasn't my forte. It was better she realized how messed up she was herself although it was evident she was fully aware of that. On the other hand, she didn't seem to be done with me, because she kept ranting.“You're going to act like you're busy now? Typical Ethan, running away from your problems!” I bit down on my lip, trying to hold the surge of an

AVA DUVAL My back sunk into the bed, my breast stood bare while the cloud had completely blinded the moon.Ethan lay beside me, his fingers caressing between my breasts. My breathing was smooth and even, I stared into the darkness unable to sleep. After the training, I took a rather slow shower before treating my injuries. My body still ached, not from the training, but the continuous grinding of my hips. The sweat when I threw my head back moaning and begging for more of Ethan. The incessant throbbing of my clit and now I could barely walk. I turned to Ethan, his large frame made me feel a sense of protection. Our eyes met, his dark glistening eyes stared into my soul as though he was reading every messy thought I had of him. “Aren't you sleepy?” His deep voice reverberated, chills sliding down my spine. I shook my head, moving to rest on his rock hard chest. “What about you?” I asked. Ethan sighed. I could hear the rise and fall of his chest. The slow rhythm of his h