All Chapters of THE BODYGUARD MY HUSBAND HIRED FOR ME : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

LENA’S POVThe first sound that wakes me is the click of Edward’s shoes on marble. My chest tightens immediately.“Up,” he says. Not a request. Not a question. Just the word, sharp and final. I try to ignore the bruises from yesterday but the motion of standing makes every muscle scream. Edward circles me like a predator examining prey. “You’re quiet today,” he mutters. “Don’t get comfortable.” I don’t answer. I never do. Silence is my only shield.He walks past the windows, drawing the curtains with a flick of his hand. “Business is messy today,” he says. “Someone crossed me. Someone will pay.” His voice is low, calm, but every word carries threat. “And you,” he snaps, turning to me, “you’ll watch and learn. And be grateful you’re still alive.” I swallow hard. I nod.Edward’s world isn’t just dangerous it’s a maze of lies, power, and cruelty. I know it because I’ve seen it. Men in expensive suits move through his estate carrying messages, guns, threats. Every call he takes echoes wit

LENA’S POV“Have you eaten today?” Ethan’s voice comes from behind me while I’m standing in the kitchen, staring into the fridge like something might jump out and surprise me. The question is normal. Almost casual. That’s why it unsettles me.“I will,” I say, closing the door. “I’m just… thinking.” He nods once, accepting that answer without pushing. He’s been doing that more lately letting silences exist without filling them. It makes him easier to be around.Edward isn’t home yet. The house feels suspended because of it, like everything is waiting for his return.I move to the counter and start slicing tomatoes even though I’m not hungry. My hands are steady, but my chest feels tight, like something is sitting there that doesn’t belong.“You don’t have to cook,” Ethan says. “Staff will handle it.” “I know,” I respond. “I want to.” That gets a look from him. Not disapproval. Just mild curiosity. “Alright,” he says. “I’ll be nearby.”He steps back, giving me space, but he doesn’t leav

LENA’S POVThe footsteps continued in another direction. Not toward us. Not toward the sitting room. Away.Ethan didn’t move for a full five seconds. His body stayed rigid, his eyes locked on the door, listening carefully like a soldier waiting for a gunshot that might never come. Another step echoed down the hallway. Then another. Then silence. The kind that means danger has passed.Slowly, Ethan pulled away from me, his hand still resting lightly on my waist like he was making sure I was real.“Someone was there,” I whispered. “Yes,” he said quietly. “Edward?” “I don’t think so.”My heart was still beating wildly, like it was trying to break out of my chest. “If it was him…” I started. He shook his head slightly.“If it was Edward, we would already know,” Ethan said calmly. And somehow, that was more terrifying.I swallowed hard and stepped back, putting space between us. Reality rushed back in like cold water. What just happened. What we just did. It felt dangerous. But it also fel

LENA’S POVI knew something was wrong the moment Edward called me into his study. He never called me in the afternoon unless it was important. Or dangerous.I stood in front of his desk, my fingers locked together, trying to look calm while my heart beat unevenly in my chest.Edward looked up from the file in his hand. “You’re traveling with me.” The words hit me before I could process them. “Traveling?” I repeated quietly. “Yes.”He leaned back in his chair, studying me. “We are going to Paris for three days.” Paris. My stomach tightened instantly. Paris sounded beautiful. Romantic. Free.But with Edward, it sounded like a prison in another country. “When?” I asked softly. “Tomorrow morning.” The fear came immediately. So fast it almost made me dizzy. “Is there a problem?” Edward asked calmly. “No,” I said quickly. Too quickly.His eyes narrowed slightly. “You don’t sound excited.” I forced a small smile. “I am. I’ve just never traveled before.” That part was true. Edward watched me

LENA’S POVI woke up in pain. Not the normal pain I had gotten used to. This one was deeper. Heavier. My ribs ached every time I breathed. My arm throbbed. My face felt swollen, tight, like my skin didn’t belong to me anymore.For a moment, I didn’t move. Edward was still asleep beside me, lying peacefully like nothing had happened. Like he hadn’t nearly broken me the night before.I slowly slipped out of the bed, careful not to make a sound and walked into the bathroom. The mirror almost made me scream. Bruises covered my face. Dark purple under my eye. A cut on my lip. Finger marks on my arm. Red and blue patches on my shoulder and collarbone. Tears filled my eyes before I could stop them. I gripped the sink tightly, trying to stay calm. Trying not to break.But the pain wasn’t just physical. It was deeper than that. Because Ethan didn’t come. He saw me. He saw everything. And he walked away. My chest tightened painfully.I washed my face slowly, trying to hide the swelling with mak