My Bodyguard Keeps My Secrets And My Underwear Chapter 03

My Bodyguard Keeps My Secrets And My Underwear Chapter 03

I let the Preston thing go. Boys and petty revenge could wait — keeping my family alive came first.

The logic was simple. Hazel was the female lead. If her story stayed on track, it wouldn’t derail mine.

So I told Declan to look out for her — send gifts, check in, make it look like he was the one pursuing her.

[Oh, she’s SMART. She’s sending the villain after the female lead so she can swoop in and steal the male lead while he’s unguarded!]

[Okay wait, since when does the villainess have a brain??]

…

I stared at the comments, dumbfounded.

That was not the plan.

I hadn’t told Declan to seduce her!

Declan didn’t push back. He slid into the role so easily it was almost insulting — days passed without him so much as checking in on me.

He really couldn’t stand me at all.

But that night, while I was walking back to my car alone, a figure lunged out of an alley and slammed me against the wall. Before I could scream, his mouth crashed down on mine.

Soft lips. Rough breaths.

My whole body locked up. I tried to shove him away, but he had me pinned — I couldn’t move.

His breathing brushed my ear. The wet heat of his mouth stayed pressed to mine — and my face burned.

That forced peck I gave Declan didn’t count. This was my first real kiss.

My FIRST REAL KISS, and some stranger was stealing it in a back alley.

I was going to murder him.

Rage tore through me and I thrashed harder, but whoever he was, he had me completely overpowered. I couldn’t even turn my head.

It dragged on forever. When I finally managed to gasp for air, he tilted his head and sank his teeth into my collarbone — hard enough to leave a mark.

By the time my head cleared, he was already gone.

I scrambled for the comments.

[THE FERAL GUARD DOG MARKED HER. I am UNWELL — possessive king behavior!!]

[He’s insane lmao, he’s not even scared she’ll figure out it was him??]

[Girl, stop fighting it. I peeked ahead and the villain already bought handcuffs — PINK ones. Keep pushing him toward the female lead and he WILL use them on you.]

I stormed back to the house to confront Declan.

He lived in the suite on the ground floor. I shoved the door open and found him at his desk, back straight, bent over a textbook. The lamp cast soft light over his face, and for a second, he looked carved from marble — untouchable.

He was objectively beautiful.

He barely glanced up when I walked in.

“It’s late, Miss. Do you need something?”

“You —” I started, but the comments cut in before I could finish.

[Wait, does she know it was him??]

[Better that she doesn’t. The villain just got revealed as the Thorne heir — he’s got real power now. And he bought CHAINS. If she pushes back, he will absolutely restrain her.]

The accusation got stuck in my throat.

I swallowed it.

Still — I wasn’t totally buying what the comments were selling.

“If we’re done here, I’d like to get back to studying.” Declan’s eyes returned to his textbook before I’d even processed the dismissal.

Every word dripped with irritation.

And weirdly enough, that made me feel better.

If Declan could barely stand looking at me, there was no way he was the one who’d kissed me in that alley.

No way.