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Chapter Thirty Three: Self-Actualisation
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The billionaire's bodyguard Chapter Thirty Four: Self Actualisation [II]
**ANTONY SANTOS**~Hours Earlier~The moment she disappeared inside, her words echoed in my ears. The longer I conceal the truth from her, the higher I ruin the likelihoods of ever having anything with her. Granted she said it wouldn't make a difference. But what if it did? If I opened up about the truth, would there be redemption for me?She illustrated that in such a situation, there was no possibility, it meant that if I wanted to keep her close I needed to keep lying, yet everything we laid eyes on one another, and we were bound to do so sooner or later, I only felt culpable. I couldn't agree on what to do. On one hand, I could maintain this life, hiding the truth and striving for the best. On the other, I could throw caution in the wind and tell her the plain truth, damning all outcomes?The first idea had been working out so far, except my conscience pricked me now and then. I nearly blurted it out earlier today. I'd never seen her so sensitive and ordinary, Shawn hurt her up to
The billionaire's bodyguard Chapter Thirty Five: The Lurking Threat
**TRACY SCOTT'S POV**"Antony," I coughed, my throat got dried. I must have been crying for quite a while now. He breathed without saying a word. Shortly afterwards, his hands rose up to meet my back. He drew different symbols, tracing lines from the base of my back to the apex and back. I shuddered and let out a sharp breath. I choked on a final sob and relaxed my body into his properly."Stop crying." Those words were meant to sound commanding but with his tone, he was clearly pleading with me. I nodded my head still on his shoulders. He tried to shift my head from his chest maybe in a bit to catch a glimpse of my tear stained face. I recoiled in agony and forced myself back into his chest."Not yet." I begged hoping to receive a little more comfort. I didn't lift my head to check his response but he didn't try to do anything so I assumed he must have heard my pleas."Let's go inside." He suggested, I obliged and wrapped both arms around his torso, locking our position. I just needed
The billionaire's bodyguard Chapter Thirty Six: The Plan
**ANTONY SANTOS**My rage knew no bounds. My body reacted dangerously to her emotions. The more she felt bad or let my test slip, the more I clenched and tightened my teeth and fist. Providing comfort only assured suppressed fear, the threat was still out there. The only way to conclude everything was to get rid of it. They crossed the line by murdering Tim, no more peace, no more battles, they declared war, we had to do the same."I need to go." I blurted out, she froze and ran a hand through her face, cleaning the dried up tears, so she could see me clearly."You said you would stay." She whimpered, her lips were quivering in fright. I tore away from her gaze and got up."Yes, I know that. If I stay, I'd just become useless. I need to go out there and do something, end all this.”"No!" She screamed and latched her hands onto mine. Her nails were practically digging into my skin. It started hurting after a few seconds."Tracy," I called out, struggling to break free."No," She cried,
The billionaire's bodyguard Chapter Thirty Seven: The Plan [II]
**TRACY SCOTT'S POV**He left. I was the only soul in the room, just me. Antony walked through the door and broke his promise to me. It didn't matter how I felt, he just walked away. I can't comprehend why he would do something like that to me, I can't understand. I don't want to. How!"Fuck!" I screamed, picked a pillow and threw it far away from me. I had no specific target, it was just a way to let out my built-up aggression. Strangely, I don't know why I was angry, or who I was mad at. I just wanted to smash, hit, or break something. Anything."You left me," My messed up hair fell back to my face, I ignored the uneasy feeling it caused and buried my palm in my face, my entire body shook with tears. I laid still and let them all out. Once more, I was all alone."Baby,” My father's voice boomed from the hallway. Moments later, he nearly took the door down, bursting into my room. His eyes searched frantically until they landed on my body. It seemed to calm his nerves or the panic att
The billionaire's bodyguard Chapter Thirty Eight: Any Means Necessary
**TRACY SCOTT'S POV**The singular good thing I felt would come out of me moving was a little peace and time to gather my thoughts, clear my head, and refresh my mind. The crazy would die down a little."Apologies Miss Scott , extra precautions." The driver uttered beside me. I wriggled my eyes in turmoil, what did he mean by that? My question was answered when another figure covered my face with a sack, rendering me blind."What are you doing?" I wriggled in my body in the seat as they tried to steal me."You're safe Miss, it's just a precaution. We'll get there in no time." One of them whispered into my ear, I paused my haggard breathing. After a few seconds, it returned to normal and they let me go."Let's move out." I heard his fingers snap, the car door opened and I breathed out. Everywhere was dark, I couldn't see shit because of the sack. I could breathe but it was harder than usual."We'll get there soon." I reminded myself of his words, folded my arms and placed them on my la
The billionaire's bodyguard Chapter Thirty Nine: To Live Or Die?
**TRACY SCOTT'S POV**I'm coming to get you!" A computerized voice yelled followed by a low cackle, I looked around and covered my ears moaning in both pain and fright."Leave me alone!" I screamed, jolting out of the dream, a really short dream with a clear statement. It was coming for me very soon. I wasn't safe here. I twisted my neck, holding it and moaning in pain. Likewise, I don't sleep on sofas, this was not my regular evening, and I wasn't in my comfort zone."Miss Scott !" The driver as well as the other guy exclaimed, rushing into the living room."We heard you scream, are you okay? Is something wrong?" They threw several questions in my face, I threw them all aside answering none, I only got up from the couch, twisting my neck all the way, so I could feel better."You two must be incompetent. Yes, I screamed but if I was really in danger, my attacker would have either kidnapped or killed me because you arrived too late. Useless." I spat running my hands over my body and sh
The billionaire's bodyguard Chapter Forty: Brutal Force
**TRACY SCOTT'S POV**In the middle of the night, I jerked from the pillow, taking a sudden seat on the bed. A nightmare didn't wake me up, the bizarre noises by my room did. It wasn't the crickets or any other insects, it felt strange as I couldn't determine what made that particular sound. I stood in that posture without moving for about ten minutes, then the same sound came again.My breath thumbed, and I jumped from my bed in fright. I docked on the floor with my two feet, my hair bun got loose making my hair cover my face. Istruggled to get it off to ensure I retained visibility. When I did, I strutted by the wall studying the entire room. Nothing was improper, yet something kept making weird noises.Disputing within me, I couldn't decide; plunging my pride and rushing to Ethan's room or pressing on like an adult and finding the source. Ethan would ridicule me, but his job was to protect me. I picked the first, my fragile heart pushed me to make the wise choice. I'm still survey
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**TRACY SCOTT POV**The next morning, I woke up shivering. I struggled to get on, so I could increase the heat in the room. Then, I crawled back to bed and dozed on.When I arose, I felt weak all over. Several parts of my body were hurting simultaneously. Hands, legs, head, even my eyes. I must be feeling home sick or something. I placed my hand on my neck, my temperature felt warm. Furthermore, I wasn't sick physically, it must be in my mind."Christ!" I moaned, raising my hand to rub my temples, trying to reduce the slight pain there. The action was regrettable as it only increased the pain I felt in my arms. When I couldn't handle it anymore, I slowly dropped my arms down, enduring the pain in my head. I hissed and moaned with the little energy left, these sounds were made in pain.Subsequently, breathing became a very difficult problem. At first, I would behave as an asthmatic patient, breathing like my lungs were clogged, or something was blocking the free flow of air.That would
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