All Chapters of The Bodyguard : The Returning God of War: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

"The operation was successful. His vital signs have stabilized." She paused briefly. "For now, he's passed the critical stage. But his condition is still weak, and he must be closely monitored in the ICU."Silence.Then—Relief exploded without a sound.Mireya's legs gave out, and she nearly fell if Keira had not immediately caught her. Keira herself closed her eyes for a moment, a long breath escaping her chest as though a heavy burden had finally been lifted. Calista covered her mouth as tears fell uncontrollably.Romi patted his chest hard and repeatedly exhaled, as though he had just returned from the edge of an abyss.In another corner, Black Garuda slowly raised his head. His previously dim eyes lit up once more. But beneath that relief, something sharper appeared, cold, focused, and dangerous.Steel Fang stood up, and the two looked at each other without saying a word. Yet it was enough for them to understand.Then came the anger they had been suppressing all this time. And the

Romi smiled faintly. "The man who saved my daughter," he replied softly, "is my man."His gaze hardened. "And my people... I take them back."He raised his hand slightly. His men immediately moved, forming a tense formation. They were ready to clash at any moment. The situation stood on the brink of explosion. Yet no one moved.Armand remained silent, as though weighing his options. If they fought now, whether they won or lost, the price would be too great. And it could open an opportunity for others.In the end, he gave no order.Romi did not wait."Take them."Black Garuda and Steel Fang retreated without protest and joined the formation. Slowly, they left without obstruction or resistance. Yet the pressure in the air still lingered like embers that had not gone out.When the convoy disappeared into the night—BANG!The wooden beads in Armand's hand shattered into pieces."Romi... Darmawan..." His voice was low, but trembling with anger. "And Arka Mahendra..."His eyes were filled w

Keira's car stopped in front of Reza's villa. She did not get out immediately. Through the window, the building felt strangely suffocating.The image of Arka's pale face flashed through her mind, followed by Reza's weak voice over the phone. The two images collided, leaving her thoughts in even greater turmoil.She took a deep breath before finally stepping out of the car.Inside the villa, the lights had been deliberately dimmed. The room was quiet and slightly gloomy. Reza lay half-reclined on a large sofa, a thin blanket covering part of his body. The bandage on his index finger had been deliberately placed where it would be easily noticed. His face was artificially pale, and his brows were furrowed as though he were enduring pain."Kei... you came..." His voice was weak, filled with dependence.Keira stopped in front of the sofa. She did not take the hand he reached out. Her gaze swept over his body before stopping on the tiny bandage on his finger. "Where's the injury?" she asked

However, his brow twitched ever so slightly.A tiny movement that was almost impossible to notice.Keira did not realize it. She was still immersed in the burning impulse, embracing that dangerous silence with emotions she could no longer control.Arka's consciousness sank into endless darkness. His body felt heavy, as though it no longer belonged to him. It was as if he were being dragged through an invisible current of mud, forced to move without strength while exhaustion consumed every part of him.Within the chaotic haze of his dream, he felt as though an enormous weight was pressing against his chest. His breathing became labored, his body locked in place, like someone trapped in sleep paralysis. He wanted to move, but every muscle had gone numb.Amid that pressure, a strange sensation spread through him. Warm, pulsing, and faint. Like a gentle current of electricity flowing across his skin. The stimulation left him restless while keeping him trapped.He tried to open his eyes, b

Keira's heart pounded violently. There was no way she could admit what had just happened. It would become a weakness she could never take back. But as she glanced at the bloodstained bedsheets the nurses were changing, along with the patient's clothes they had removed, a realization suddenly dawned on her. The traces she had left were gradually disappearing.The panic that had been suffocating her chest immediately subsided. It was replaced by the familiar cold composure.She lifted her chin. "I only came to see him," she said flatly. "What's wrong with that?"Her gaze shifted to Mireya. "And you? Who exactly are you to him? Why are you acting as though you have the right to control everything?"Her tone was sharp and dripping with sarcasm.Mireya clenched her teeth. "Keira, you really have no shame."Keira sneered. "No shame? Aren't you the same? Haven't you... gotten a little too close to him in my car?"The words struck their target perfectly. Mireya's expression changed in an inst