{"id":262374,"date":"2026-07-13T18:59:48","date_gmt":"2026-07-13T15:59:48","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/her-forbidden-bodyguard-ariel-london\/"},"modified":"2026-07-13T18:59:48","modified_gmt":"2026-07-13T15:59:48","slug":"her-forbidden-bodyguard-ariel-london","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/her-forbidden-bodyguard-ariel-london\/","title":{"rendered":"Her Forbidden Bodyguard – Ariel London"},"content":{"rendered":"
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“Your sister,” I manage. “Is she okay now?” “She’s married. Good guy, treats her right. Two kids. Lives in San Diego.” The ghost of a smile crosses his face. “She calls me every Sunday to make sure I’m not ‘backsliding into my criminal ways.’ Her words.” “Are you? Backsliding?” The smile fades. He stands up abruptly, and the wall comes back down.<\/p>\n

“I need to finish.” He nods toward the heavy bag. “Go find something to do. Stay in the house.” “Cesar.” But he’s already turning away, dismissing me, putting his back to me like I’m not even there. Fine. I leave him to his workout and wander back upstairs, but I’m exhausted. I’ve barely slept since the spanking\u2014too wound up, too confused, too busy replaying every moment and then touching myself until I came hard enough to forget my own name.<\/p>\n

I curl up on the couch with a blanket, telling myself I’ll just rest my eyes for a minute. I’m asleep before I finish the thought. *** The nightmare comes fast. I’m back in my apartment in New York. It’s dark, and someone is in the hallway. I can hear footsteps, slow and deliberate, getting closer. I try to run but my legs won’t move. Try to scream but no sound comes out.<\/p>\n

The door opens. He’s standing there. I can’t see his face, but I know it’s him, the one who’s been sending the messages, the one who wants to watch me die. He’s smiling. He has a knife. You thought you could hide, Diamond. You thought Daddy’s money could save you. I try to fight. I remember what Cesar taught me\u2014elbow, stomp, run\u2014but my body won’t cooperate.<\/p>\n

I’m frozen. Helpless. He’s getting closer, and the knife is at my throat, and I can’t\u2014 I jerk awake with a scream. The living room is dim, still daylight, barely an hour since I lay down. My heart is slamming against my ribs, and I’m shaking so hard I can barely breathe. “Cesar?” No answer. He must still be downstairs. I throw off the blanket and stumble toward his room, bare feet cold on the hardwood. The adjoining door is closed. I press my ear against it.<\/p>\n

Nothing. Try the handle, but it\u2019s locked from his side. But I can hear something. Water running. The shower. He must have just come up from the gym. I shouldn’t. I know I shouldn’t. But my hands are still shaking and I can still feel the phantom knife at my throat and I need him.<\/p>\n

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Diamond 2. Cesar 3. Diamond 4. Cesar 5. Diamond 6. Cesar 7. Diamond 8. Cesar 9. Diamond 10. Cesar 11. Cesar About Ariel London OceanofPDF.com C HER FORBIDDEN BODYGUARD ESAR I’ve done things that would make most men flinch. Eight years in prison. A body count I don’t discuss. A past written in ink and blood across my skin. Now I’m trying to go legitimate, and Charles Sterling is my ticket out of the shadows.<\/p>\n

One job. Protect his daughter from the stalker who’s been sending death threats. Keep her safe at their Big Sur estate until the danger passes. Then I meet Diamond Sterling. Blonde. Spoiled. A bratty princess who’s never heard the word “no.” She pushes every button I have, testing me like she tests everyone.<\/p>\n

Walking around in next to nothing. Running that smart mouth. Begging to be put in her place. I should keep my hands off her. I should remember who signs my checks. I should not be thinking about bending her over my knee and teaching her what happens to girls who don’t follow the rules. But Diamond doesn’t want safe.<\/p>\n

She wants me\u2014the ex-con, the killer, the man her father hired to protect her. And when the threat gets real, when someone comes for what’s mine… I’ll remind everyone why I’m the most dangerous thing in her life. DIAMOND I didn’t ask for a bodyguard. I didn’t ask to be exiled to the middle of nowhere because some psycho on the internet can’t take a hint.<\/p>\n

And I definitely didn’t ask for him. Cesar Vega. Tall, tattooed, and looking at me like I’m a problem to be managed. He doesn’t care about my last name. Doesn’t want my money. Doesn’t react when I try to make him uncomfortable. He’s the first man who’s ever told me no. I should hate him for it. Instead, I can’t stop thinking about his hands. The way his voice drops when I push too far.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

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