Nobela ni AUTHORELLA

Ever since Eduardo showed in my life, everything ran as if it were being poorly scripted by a nonchalant author; everything was turning upside down in a heartbeat—the down happens to be twisted, by the way—nothing would’ve ever made sense, and I wasn’t myself, especially around Eduardo.He was talking like he was so dirty and I was so beautiful and all that jazz; nothing would’ve really wired at all. He was acting like Hamlet, actually; the way he was trying to send Ophelia away and insisting she get in a monastery to protect him from the upcoming danger that only he knew. Was I in a tragedy now?He asked me to go away with him, but where and why?“What do you mean by that, Eduardo?” I asked.“Can you leave all this behind and come with me?” he rephrased his question.“Why and where?”“I know you have a lot, and I know I seem like I can’t offer you even half of a one-in-a-million, but I swear I will give you everything you deserve, desire, and cherish you.”What was he talking about?

I kissed him, drinking him in as if he were the juice of immortality—a draught of pure lust, unstoppable desire, eternal longing.Ever since I met Eduardo, I had been questioning myself, my behavior. He blurred the lines of our professional roles, and his irresistible charm turned me into a helpless teenager. I was only partially aware of my actions, acting mostly on instinct, guided by a strange, deep trust I couldn't explain. It didn't matter how messed up I was; he was always there to clean up the pieces, and not just because he was my paid bodyguard.I devoured his mouth, my tongue tangling with his while my fingers caressed his hair, his neck, the shell of his ear. A single kiss and my loins were on fire.“Oh, you have no idea how much I’ve missed you...” I whispered against his lips before lowering my kisses to his neck.One of his hands found my hair and gently pulled my head back, putting distance between us.“No,” he said. “Please, stop.” His voice was tight with agony. “I’m

Seeing Eduardo like that was unsettling. I had seen him full of emotion before, but this was the first time I had witnessed him in such agony. He had something to say; it was on the tip of his tongue.I went to him and couldn‘t help brushing his hair with my fingers. The impulse surprised me. He paused, then looked up to meet my eyes. My fingers drifted from his hair to his cheekbones, resting there for a moment. I leaned down to his level.“Eduardo,” I said, my voice soft. “Tell me. What’s bothering you?”That shattered him. He pulled me into his arms, clutching me as if to protect me from harm. He held me so tight, hiding me like a treasure as he burst into tears. I’d never had a bodyguard before and was no expert on being an employer, but having one as emotional as Eduardo felt… surreal. On the other hand, having a lover like that wasn’t a bad idea.I pulled back just enough to see his face. “Tell me what you‘ve been through,” I asked gently. “What harm do you want to protect me fr

My eyes were locked onto his; he smelled of the fresh morning and ocean breeze. I was still in his arms, and my lips were so close to his that I could breathe the same air. I tried so hard to control myself and resist his charm.“Put me down, Eduardo,” I said. Thankfully, I was able to keep my voice steady, but he already knew the truth.“I will, once we get inside, Ma‘am. I want you to land somewhere soft and cozy, as you deserve.”God, he should’ve stopped being so freaking cute. The urge to bite him was like an itch I couldn‘t scratch.“I didn’t come to find you to play foolish games, Eduardo. We need to talk, and it is about your job.”“I am off duty, Ma‘am,” he said, adding, “Plus, I have a guest now. A guest of honor; I have to cherish Her Excellency.”I hit one of his shoulders. “Eduardo, stop that!” I said with fake anger. He was aware of my ways, so he didn’t mind me and minded his own business—which happened to be me.“You are going to be paid handsomely for your extra shift

The night sky was a heavy sheet of navy velvet, pinned in place by a moon that shone with the cold, hard brilliance of a gemstone. Outside, the ocean performed a restless symphony, waves crashing against the shore in time with the salt-kissed summer breeze. Inside, I was a mess of silk and tangled limbs, rolling from side to side in a bed that offered no sanctuary.It was nearly dawn. In a few hours, I had a meeting that required a sharp mind, and my brain always turned to sludge without sleep. But exhaustion wasn’t the only thief in the room. *Eduardo.* The name tasted like a curse and a prayer. Where was he? I felt like a widow mourning a man who wasn’t even dead—just infuriating. My life had been orderly, predictable, and remarkably dull until my father hired him. Why him? Unless Dad knew I was in danger. But from what? The threats only seemed to materialize *after* Eduardo arrived: the stranger at the ball, the whisperings of a scam, Benjamin’s sudden, violent turn.“God! Nothing

So, all of a sudden we had the urge to hire me a bodyguard. I couldn't resist his charm and we had an affair for like two days. I've never been in to trouble before we hired him but I don't have a normal day after hiring him. Sometimes I get suspicious about this weird paradox. I mean, maybe Dad already new about the upcoming problems but that doesn't make sense at all. The underground, violent people and my Dad would've never been in the same room. Hence, my Dad would've let me know, if anything like that would be happening. That all was just a weird coinsidence.So, I was facing the damage; my bodyguard that I had an affair for like two days who bailed on me was confessing his feelings to me, while there was a battle outside of my estate. I couldn't care less about his feelings in that situation. My only response would be ''Go, deal what's happening outside and end it, immediately! I am nothing but your boss, Eduardo. Go, end it and then take me to my Luna, you meddlesome bodyguard!'