Chapter 11
The devotion Dominic showed Mia reached levels that shocked even the most jaded observers.
As her bodyguard, he accompanied her shopping, dining, and to the cinema. If she casually mentioned craving a bakery’s signature pastries from across town, he would queue at 3 AM to purchase them. When her feet grew tired from shopping, he would kneel before her to massage her ankles, completely disregarding the startled glances of passersby.
As the North Shore heir, when Mia admired a high–end jewelry designer’s new collection, he secretly purchased the entire series as a gift. When she mentioned loving stars, he bought a portion of the night sky and named it after her. If she expressed dislike for someone, by the next day that person would simply vanish from their social circles.
The elite of North Shore whispered that the North Shore heir had completely lost himself to Mia Reeves.
-They weren’t wrong.
One day, Mia insisted on watching the sunset in the countryside. On their return journey, a truck lost control and barreled straight toward their vehicle.
In that split second, Dominic wrenched the steering wheel, positioning the vehicle so that the passenger side would be spared the brunt of the impact, then twisted his body to shield Mia.
BANG!
Their car rolled twice, glass shattering as airbags deployed. Dominic’s back slammed against the door, metal fragments piercing his flesh as blood soaked through his shirt.
Yet his arms remained steady around her, not allowing her to suffer even a scratch.
“Dom!” Mia’s face drained of color as she tremblingly touched his blood–streaked face. “You’re–you’re bleeding…”
Dominic tried to reassure her, but when he opened his mouth, he coughed up blood.
Before losing consciousness, the last thing he heard was her hysterical crying.
When he regained consciousness, he stared up at the stark white ceiling of a hospital room.
Mia had fallen asleep at his bedside. Hearing him stir, she immediately threw herself at him: “You idiot! Why would you do something so reckless?”
She inadvertently pressed against his wound, causing Dominic to groan in pain, yet he still raised his hand to gently stroke her back: “It’s fine… doesn’t hurt.”
Mia cried dramatically: “The doctor said the metal came within an inch of your heart!”
He remained gentle, “Don’t cry, this is my duty.”
Chapter 11
“You’re too good to me…” Mia looked up with tear–filled eyes. “Even though you’re Ari’s bodyguard, you’ve always secretly taken care of me…”
“Remember when I had that fever, and you ran through that terrible storm to bring me those macarons…”
That night the rain had poured relentlessly. He’d searched for five hours, returning soaking wet but still delivering warm pastries to the Reeves mansion.
“And last year on my birthday, when I casually mentioned wanting that exclusive necklace that wasn’t even available for purchase, you entered that dangerous street racing competition to win it…”
“What touched me most was that flower from Crescent Cliff… such a dangerous place, you risked your life just to pick a flower for me…”
“So…” Mia gazed at him expectantly, “why are you so good to me?”
“Because…” he opened his mouth, but the words “I love you” stuck in his throat.
Something felt profoundly wrong.
Despite taking a bullet for her, climbing a cliff for her, even tattooing her name on his chest, when it came to actually saying those three words, his heart felt like it was being squeezed by an invisible hand, making it impossible to breathe.
“Are you free three days from now?” he ultimately changed the subject. “I have something I want to tell you.”
Mia’s eyes brightened: “What is it?”
“You’ll know then.” He managed a smile.
Mia was about to press further when her phone suddenly rang.
She checked the caller ID, her expression instantly becoming flustered: “Dom, something’s come up–I need to go!”
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