Todos os capítulos de The CEO's BodyGuard: Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

Chapter 12: Silent YieldThe penthouse gym echoed with the steady rhythm of Sebastian’s breathing as he finished another set on the pull-up bar. Sweat slicked his skin, his gray tank clinging to the lines of his chest and back. He dropped down lightly, rolling his shoulders, but the burn in his muscles did little to quiet the deeper fire building beneath them.Kane leaned against the glass doorframe, arms crossed, watching with that unrelenting focus. The alpha had changed into a simple black shirt and tactical pants after their return from the office, the fabric stretching across his broad frame. His scent filled the open space rich leather, gun oil, and that dark, grounding alpha musk that seemed to seep into every corner of Sebastian’s world.“You’re still pushing,” Kane observed, voice low and rough. “Your form is clean, but your scent is bleeding through. Suppressors aren’t holding like they used to.”Sebastian grabbed a towel, wiping his face with more force than necessary. “I’v

Chapter 14: Threshold of NeedMorning light filtered through the penthouse windows, casting long shadows across the open living space. Sebastian stood at the kitchen island, nursing a black coffee, his body still humming from the restless night. Sleep had come easier with Kane just beyond the door, but it had been haunted by fragmented dreams — strong hands, leather and gun oil, the overwhelming sense of being held and claimed.Kane emerged from the guest area he had claimed for himself, freshly showered and dressed in a dark suit that emphasized the breadth of his shoulders. His hair was cropped military-short, the gray at the temples catching the light. He moved with that same deliberate grace, eyes immediately finding Sebastian.“You slept longer,” Kane noted, voice gravel-rough. “Six hours. Progress.”Sebastian set the mug down. “Don’t sound so pleased with yourself.”Kane crossed the space without hesitation and stopped directly in front of him. Close. Too close for early morning

Chapter 16: Deepening CurrentsThe days began to blur into a rhythm Sebastian both resented and craved. Mornings in the gym, Kane watching from the doorway with that unrelenting focus. Evenings reviewing security feeds, the alpha’s solid presence at his back. Nights where sleep came only because he knew Kane stood just beyond the bedroom door, a living shield against the dark.This morning was no different.Sebastian finished his pull-up set, muscles burning, sweat cooling on his skin. He dropped to the floor and reached for his towel, only to find Kane already holding it out. The alpha stood close, compression shirt stretched across his broad chest, eyes mapping every inch of Sebastian’s flushed form.“You’re improving,” Kane said, voice low. “But your form slips when your mind wanders.” He stepped forward and draped the towel around Sebastian’s shoulders, hands lingering as he adjusted the fabric. His fingers brushed damp skin at the nape of Sebastian’s neck, sending a shiver racing

Chapter 18: Breaking PointThe Singapore call had been grueling. Sebastian maintained his usual sharp composure, but Kane could see the strain in the tight line of his jaw and the way his fingers gripped the edge of the table. The moment the screen went dark and the room emptied, Kane moved.He closed the distance in three measured steps and turned Sebastian’s chair to face him. Without a word, he braced one hand on the armrest and the other on the back of the chair, caging the Omega in completely.“You’re at your limit,” Kane said, voice low and rough. “I can smell it. The heat is pressing against every wall you’ve built.”Sebastian looked up at him, eyes bright with exhaustion and something far more dangerous. “Then stop talking about it and do something.”The challenge hung between them. Kane’s eyes darkened. For once, his legendary control fractured.He leaned down slowly, giving Sebastian every chance to pull away. When the Omega didn’t, Kane closed the final distance and kissed h

Chapter 20: The BaitSebastian’s hands were steady as he disabled the final layer of security protocols from his private terminal. The penthouse cameras in the maintenance corridors flickered once before resuming normal feed — a subtle blind spot no one but him would notice. His heart hammered against his ribs, but his face remained calm in the reflection of the screen.This ended today.He dressed carefully — a tailored black suit that made him look untouchable, the collar left slightly open exactly as Kane preferred. A silent message. A small rebellion. His suppressors were at their limit; the heat simmering just beneath his skin made every movement feel amplified, every breath heavier.Kane was in the kitchen when Sebastian emerged, preparing a protein-heavy breakfast with his usual military efficiency. The alpha’s broad shoulders filled the space, his scent thick and grounding in the morning air.“You’re dressed for war,” Kane observed without turning around. He plated the food and