All Chapters of The Bodyguard's Secret : Chapter 81 - Chapter 89

AVA DUVAL Sweat blurred my vision as I sliced the air with my knife, imagining it to be someone's throat. For my final move, my knees made contact with their stomach causing them to stumble to the ground. I gasped for air, trying to regain my strength. Training was hard, but I needed to do this, even if it meant learning the basics so I could protect myself. Just then, someone's heels clacked, coming towards me. I would've recognized those conceited footsteps anywhere. I bit down at my lip, biting the urge not to punch her in the face — if I could. “What are you? A kitten still learning to use its claws?” Winnie scoffed. She stopped right behind me, emitting an intimidating aura. I turned to her, gripping my knife so hard, I thought the handle would cut through my palm.“At least I'm trying,” I defended.Winnie let out a chuckle, she took out a small knife, almost the size of mine. The blade gleamed in the sun, while the handle was designed with all sorts of trinkets. “Ye

ETHAN COLE As we walked through the hall, there was a thick silence hovering over us. “I have this feeling you're lying about Zero,” she muttered while we walked side by side. My lips spread into a low grin.“You lying fuck!” She threw her fist, aiming for my jaw. I held her hand, pushing it far from my face. “But there's something more interesting than that,” I assured, trying to stretch my hand over her shoulder. “What could be more interesting than my boyfriend?” She swatted my arm away like it was some fly. When she got to my room, she flung the door open, stepping into it. I moved to my desk, pulling out one among the three cupboards. Beneath a stack of books, and random papers, I took out a file. “This will interest…”“Nothing will interest me more than getting you whooped…” her voice trailed as I handed her the file. She stared at it for a while, before turning a page over. “How did you get this?” I moved to the bed, plopping right onto it. The document

ETHAN COLE An owl hooted above me, muscles tensing at the eeriness of the place. Darkness overshadowed the moon as the leaves rustled, flowing with the soft breeze. I dragged my feet, sharpening my eyes to scope the area.The anonymous message ran through my mind for the third time today. It was likely one of VAR's representatives, and was here to either get a report or issue a warning. My hand tapped at my pistol tucked away in my belt. This was a very disappointing place to meet with someone so high. My shoes shuffled on the ground, stopping when I reached a dead end. “Hmm,” I breathed out. I had been trying to bear the pungent stench of this alley. The smell of damp leaves mixed with an unidentified substance wafted through the air, and into my nose. “You have suffered worse things, Nikolai,” I muttered, turning my back against the short fence. Water from a pipe dripped down onto a hard surface, splattering as it fell. The place screamed of suspicion. Maybe that wa

AVA DUVAL I sat alone in the art room, staring at the blank sheet before me. The sun had turned a bright yellow, its warm rays seeping into the evergreen coloured room. Several paintings stood around the large room, the one of Ethan there, right in front.I had caught the warm glow in his eyes, and that expression made my heart skip two beats. I wanted to paint more of him — shirtless, water dripping from his chest with an orange sun casting warm hues onto that calculating gaze. My hands clasped over my hot cheeks, shaking my head to remove these lewd images. This morning, I peeped into the slightly open door to see him at his laptop, the keyboard clacking too fast. His focus was unmatched that everything around him felt grey, including me. I slipped away, not willing to be the disturbance he didn't need. These days, he had stayed more on his laptop, either typing or just staring at the screen completely lost in thoughts. If I gave him more time to process whatever he was

ETHAN COLE I could sense the tension in the room. Ava took a step back, eyes staring wide at me. The truth I had tried to keep from her had finally come to light.Ava wasn't aware that I was an assassin, but her father did know. VAR gave him enough information about me — just enough to make him trust them. I stepped forward, my gaze not leaving her.The secretary stood to the side, her hands trembling as the documents slipped from her grip and scattered across the floor.“Excuse me,” she said, bending over. Ava couldn't believe what she had heard. The man she had given herself to was a trained assassin. A cold thrill ran down my spine. But toying with her meant she would no longer trust me, and finding the Duval information on arms technology would stretch farther than anticipated. The secretary slipped away like a shadow in light. I did not care. Not yet. “Ethan…” she muttered, her voice fading in the background. The sound of her cracked voice carved something sharp b