My Bodyguard Keeps My Secrets And My Underwear Chapter 10

My Bodyguard Keeps My Secrets And My Underwear Chapter 10

[AHHHH VILLAIN FINALLY PULLED HIS HEAD OUT OF HIS-]

[GIVE US THE LOVE SCENE WE DESERVE!!]

[MY SHIP IS CANON!! KISS HER LIKE YOU MEAN IT!!]

“I’ve been in love with you since we were kids.” His eyes were steady, every wall he’d ever put up stripped away. “You’re the only person I will ever want.”

“Bullshit, and you know it.” I shoved his chest, not hard, but enough. “If you liked me, why’d you freeze me out? You shut me out in high school and never looked back!”

“Because all you saw was Preston!” The jealousy in his voice was so raw it could’ve bled. “You looked right through me every single day.”

That hit hard.

I didn’t have a comeback, because he was right.

Back then, I’d been obsessed with Preston past the point of sanity. I couldn’t have seen what was right in

front of me if it had screamed in my face.

But that was over now.

“But I see you now.” I laced my fingers through his. “It’s just you.”

His eyes went bright Declan, who never cried, who never cracked

I couldn’t breathe.

He pulled back just enough to look at me, jaw tight.

and he pulled me against him so hard

“If y

you

felt that way, why did you agree to marry the Thorne heir?”

I blinked at him. “Because I knew that was you, genius.”

Relief broke across his face like sunrise.

We were married before the month was out.

Declan never touched Kensington Enterprises. He took the reins at Thorne Group and left my family’s

company to me.

A few months later, word got out that Vance Corporation had a new successor.

Preston’s brother had taken his place.

Preston called me, screaming through the phone, swearing I’d orchestrated the whole thing.

I hadn’t.

But I knew who had.

When I confronted Declan, he didn’t even try to deny it.

“He put his hands on you, Harper. That comes with a price.”

That protective streak should’ve reassured me.

Instead, it reminded me what he was capable of.

For three years, I’d lived with a quiet fear tucked away in the back of my mind that one wrong move would trigger the original ending, and he’d turn on me the way the plot said he would.

I shouldn’t have worried.

“Harper, you’ve been working too long. Come eat – I made dinner.”

“Harper, I can’t sleep without you. Come to bed.”

“Harper, the shower’s too big for one person. Come keep me company.”

Declan was clingy in a way that should’ve scared me but somehow didn’t.

One night, lying in the dark, I asked him something I’d never said out loud.

“What would you do if I died?”

“Find you.”

The years turned into decades.

Our hair went gray.

Our joints started to ache.

And neither of us ever went anywhere.

-The End-