All Chapters of The Alpha's Bodyguard Is a Woman : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Violet I was sitting on a stone bench in the far corner of the garden, staring at nothing. The air was getting a bit chilly, but I didn't care. My head was spinning with everything that had gone down in that interrogation room.It all felt like a giant weight pressing down on my chest, and for the first time since I put on this suit, I felt like my safety was a joke. I wasn't protected. I was just on a longer leash, and eventually, that leash was going to snap.I leaned my head back and closed my eyes, trying to figure out a way out of this. If the grandmother kept digging, she’d find out there was no twin sister Violet. She’d find out that Diego was the only one who ever existed on paper, and then what? I’d be dead. Or worse, I’d be at the mercy of a family that probably didn't take kindly to being lied to."You look like you’re trying to solve the world’s problems, and failing miserably," a voice chirped.I jumped, my eyes snapping open. Alex was standing there, leaning against a t

Violet's POVI woke up with a start, my eyes darting around the unfamiliar layout of the master bedroom. For a split second, I forgot where I was, but the lingering scent of expensive cologne and the crisp, high-thread-count sheets reminded me soon enough. I was in the safehouse. Specifically Dante’s bed. But when I reached out a hand to the other side of the mattress, it was cold. He was gone.My heart started thumping against my ribs. Yesterday had been such a blur of tension and unanswered questions, and waking up alone made my stomach do uncomfortable flips. Did he leave in the middle of the night? Was he back at that place he wouldn't tell me about? I didn't even stop to fix my hair or find my slippers. I just scrambled out of bed and rushed toward the door, my mind racing with a dozen different scenarios. I needed to call him. I needed to know he hadn't just vanished back to the pack and left me here. I practically skidded into the hallway, heading for my own room to find m

Violet's POV The first thing I felt was the warmth. It wasn't the suffocating, salty heat of the ocean that had tried to swallow me whole, but a steady, radiating heat that felt like a thick blanket. My eyes felt heavy, like they had been glued shut, and my throat was as dry as a desert. I groaned softly, shifting my weight, and realized I wasn't alone. I blinked a few times, my vision slowly clearing, and that was when I saw him. Dante was slumped in a chair pulled right up against the side of the bed. His head was tilted back at an awkward angle, resting against the headboard, and his eyes were closed. For a man who usually looked like he was ready to go to war at any second, he looked surprisingly peaceful. The sharp, terrifying lines of his face had softened in sleep. His long lashes cast shadows over his high cheekbones, and his lips were slightly parted. I just stayed there for a minute, watching the slow, even rise and fall of his chest. He still had that dark, bro

Violet’s POVDante opened his mouth, and for a second, I really thought he was going to say something that mattered. He looked like he wanted to argue with me, like he wanted to tell me that everything I was feeling wasn't just in my head. His eyes were searching mine, and I felt that tiny, annoying spark of hope flare up in my chest again."Diego, honey, what were you talking about?" Isabella’s voice sliced through the air like a dull knife. She didn't even look at us. She was just standing there, looking perfectly polished and demanding attention without even trying. The moment was gone. The air between us turned cold again, and whatever he was about to say died right there. He looked at me one last time, looking completely frustrated, but he didn't stay."Let's go, Isabella," he said.He turned his back on me. Just like that. I watched him walk toward her, watching the way he fell right back into his role as the perfect partner. It was like I didn't even exist the moment she spoke

Violet’s POVI woke up the next morning feeling like I’d been hit by a truck. My head was throbbing, my eyes were puffy, and the weight of the night before was sitting heavy on my chest. I stared at the ceiling for a long time, trying to find the energy to get out of bed. The announcement was going out today. Dante and Isabella, officially headed for the altar. I had to face him. I had to face the world as Diego, the loyal assistant, while my heart was basically in pieces on the floor."Get it together, Violet," I whispered to the empty room.I got dressed in my gear, making sure the binder was tight. I needed to be bulletproof today. No more emotional moments on the terrace. No more letting him see the cracks in my mask. If he wanted to marry Isabella and play the role of the perfect heir, then I was going to play the role of the perfect employee.I headed down to the office area where Dante usually spent his mornings. He was already there, leaning over a desk with a cup of coffee i