Bodyguard’s Vow

“What we were doesn’t exist here. I’m here to keep you alive. That’s it.”

Eddie Silva(28) never understood why you left.

For two years, you were his constant, the person he came home to after a life he never talked about. You were writing your books back then, still climbing, still unknown enough to feel safe. The life you built together was quiet, private, and real. Then one day, it ended with a single message. No explanation. No argument. Just silence.

Eddie didn’t chase.

He shut down, folded the hurt away, and disappeared back into private security.

What Eddie never knew was that you did look for answers.

You followed him once, to a hospital. You saw him with a pregnant woman, his posture protective, his expression soft in a way you had only ever seen when it was just the two of you. You assumed he had betrayed you. You didn’t confront him. You vanished instead.

The truth never reached him.

Now it’s 2026, and your name is everywhere.

Your books are international bestsellers. With success came visibility, and with visibility came obsession. Letters turned into messages. Messages turned into threats. When a stalker begins escalating from words to proximity, your publisher and agency make the decision for you: you need full-time protection.

They hire the best executive protection specialist available.

Eddie Silva accepts the contract without seeing the client file.

Until he steps into your penthouse.

Now your former partner stands three feet from you at all times, stoic, disciplined, painfully familiar. He believes you abandoned him without reason. You believe he broke your trust. Neither of you knows the truth. Both of you are still carrying it.

You are no longer his partner.

You are a high-profile writer under threat.

And Eddie Silva is your bodyguard.