Todos los capítulos de My Billionaire Bodyguard: Capítulo 81 - Capítulo 90

~AIDEN~The drive felt suffocating, the silence in the car heavy with everything that had just gone wrong. I sat rigid in my seat, my hands clenched tightly against my thighs as my thoughts spiraled in circles I couldn’t escape. Every time I blinked, I saw her again—the way she had looked on that cold warehouse floor, barely conscious, her face bruised, her body broken in ways I hadn’t prepared myself to witness.I hadn’t known it would go that far.That truth kept repeating in my head, but it didn’t make anything better. If anything, it made it worse. I had been the one to call her. I had been the one to ask her to come. I had convinced myself it was harmless, that I just wanted to talk to her, to see her again after everything that had happened between us. But deep down, I knew the truth.I missed her.With everything collapsing around me—my position, my reputation, the constant pressure from Mr Anderson—I had wanted something familiar, something that used to be mine. I had wanted I

~ISLA~I expected him to say something after that.After I told him he was my family, after I asked him not to leave me, after I stood there waiting for something—anything—that would tell me I hadn’t just exposed my heart for nothing.But Jaxon didn’t say a word.He just looked at me for a moment, his eyes searching mine like there was something he wanted to say but couldn’t. Then he turned and continued walking beside me, quiet in a way that felt heavier than silence.I didn’t push him. I didn’t want to ruin whatever that moment had been, fragile as it felt.When we got home, that silence followed us inside, but it wasn’t uncomfortable. It was filled with something unspoken, something that made my chest feel tight and warm at the same time.I barely had time to take off my shoes before he pulled me into him.The movement caught me off guard, but I didn’t resist. His arms wrapped around me firmly, like he had been holding himself back all evening and finally gave in. There was somethi

~JAXON/RONAN~ I didn’t like leaving her, and that discomfort followed me all the way from the bedroom door to the front gate. Even after everything that had happened, even after increasing security and placing guards around the house, something in me refused to settle. It wasn’t just caution anymore. It was instinct, sharp and restless, telling me that Isla was still vulnerable no matter how many layers of protection I placed around her. She sat on the edge of the bed, watching me closely as I adjusted my watch, and I could tell she already sensed I was about to leave. There was a quiet tension in her posture, like she was bracing herself for it. “I have to step out for a bit,” I told her, keeping my voice steady. Her expression shifted immediately, her brows drawing together. “Now?” I nodded, walking closer to her. “There’s something I need to take care of.” She didn’t respond right away, and the silence between us stretched longer than it should have. When she finally l

~ISLA~I could feel the guards hesitate, their bodies still tense as they stood between me and the woman, but I stepped forward anyway, lifting a hand slightly to signal that it was fine.“It’s okay,” I told them, forcing calm into my voice even though something about the situation didn’t sit right with me. “She’s not going to hurt me.”They didn’t move immediately, their training clearly battling against my instruction, but I held their gaze a second longer until they reluctantly stepped aside. Even then, I could feel their attention locked on us, ready to intervene at the slightest shift.I turned back to her fully, studying her more closely now.Up close, she was even more intimidating in a quiet, effortless way. Everything about her looked expensive—from the fabric of her clothes to the way she carried herself like she belonged in places most people could only dream of. There was no hesitation in her stance, no uncertainty in her eyes.She looked like someone who always got what s

~ISLA~Sleep didn’t come easy that night.I lay in bed staring at the ceiling, my body exhausted but my mind refusing to shut down. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw her face again—calm, confident, certain. The way she had looked at me like she already knew something I didn’t. The way she had spoken about Jaxon like he belonged to her.I turned to my side, pulling the blanket tighter around myself, but it didn’t help.Nothing helped.The bed felt too big without him.For the past few nights, I had gotten used to something I never thought I would—Jaxon’s presence. The warmth of his body beside mine, the steady rise and fall of his chest, the quiet comfort of knowing he was there. Even when we didn’t speak, even when we just lay there in silence, it had been… enough.Now, the emptiness beside me felt louder than any noise.I shifted again, tossing onto my back with a frustrated sigh. This was ridiculous. I had slept alone my entire life. Why was it suddenly so hard now?Because things