All Chapters of The CEO Fierce Bodyguard: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

"I won't," I promised, my voice firm despite the tears in my eyes. "I'm not going anywhere."The medical staff moved efficiently, performing a series of tests and checks to ensure Atlas's condition was stabilizing. I stayed by his side, holding his hand and offering reassurances, though I knew he must be exhausted and disoriented."His vitals are strong," the nurse reported to the doctor, her tone one of cautious optimism. "No signs of immediate complications."The doctor nodded, looking relieved. "That's good news. Let's keep monitoring him closely. We'll need to do more extensive tests, but for now, it seems he's on the mend."As the staff finished their initial assessments and began to disperse, the lead doctor turned to me. "Lilith, you can stay with him for a while. Just let us know if there are any changes or if he needs anything.""Thank you," I said, my voice full of gratitude. Once the room had cleared and it was just the two of us, I pulled a chair close to Atlas's bedside a

I froze as Tony's command rang through the room, and the door burst open, two security guards entering swiftly.Tony’s command was swift and rigid. “Guards, escort her out of this room. Now. The Boss just got out of a critical situation and he does need this kind of distraction. Make sure to inform the staff that she's not allowed under on circumstances back into this room."The guards moved forward, their expressions stern, and I looked at Atlas, hoping for some sign of support, but his gaze was distant, conflicted. My heart pounded in my chest as I took a step back, preparing to leave.But before the guards could reach me, Atlas’s voice cut through the tension, weak but unhesitating. “Stop. Let her stay.”The guards paused, their eyes shifting between Tony and Atlas. Tony’s face twisted into a grimace, clearly displeased with Atlas’s order. “Boss, this is not the time. I need to share critical information with you.”Atlas’s eyes, though weary, were relentless as he looked at Tony. “S

I shifted uncomfortably at the edge of the hospital bed, unable to look Atlas in the eye. My heart was racing, my breaths coming in shallow, uneven gasps. I could barely stand to be in the same room with him. How could I explain what had happened? What had become of my life that had led me to this unbearable point of being at the mercy of Mitch? I looked down at my trembling hands, then at Atlas, who lay there with his usual calm demeanor. It was a look that I knew well—a look that had once been a source of strength for me. Now, it was a mirror reflecting all the mess and confusion I had brought upon myself."Um," I started, my voice wavering, "I—I think I need to call in another nurse."I fumbled for the emergency button, my fingers slick with sweat. As soon as I pressed it, a sense of relief mixed with dread washed over me. I glanced at Atlas, desperate to catch any sign of understanding or forgiveness, but he kept his gaze fixed ahead.Jessica arrived moments later with a bright sm

Atlas' POVAs the sound of the clock ticked in my ear, I lay wide awake, staring at the ceiling, drawing a breath, feeling my frustration mounting, my mind swirling with chaos of thoughts I refused to consider.I knew it was foolish to let myself believe she could take me back. I pushed her to the edge and abandoned her emotions when it was clear she was suffering as much as me.Sleep was something I couldn't afford. I'd tried to force myself, but my thoughts only grew darker, and I forced my body off the hospital bed, relieved that they had removed the equipment and wires from me.The gunshot wound still hurt since they had done surgery to take it out. I paced around the room, ignoring the pain in my chest.Just then, the door opened, and my guards walked in. When they stepped aside, Lilith was standing there."Leave us," I ordered my guards, my voice firm but calm.They hesitated for a moment, their eyes flickering between us, before nodding and quietly exiting the room.The moment t

Lilith's POVThe drive from the hospital to the mansion was silent, the kind of silence that felt like it was charged with unspoken words and unresolved emotions. The SUV glided smoothly over the pavement, but inside, I felt like we were navigating through a storm. I stole glances at Atlas, who sat beside me, his jaw clenched, eyes fixed on the horizon. The rage in his eyes hadn’t dimmed, even as we left the hospital behind.Every time I glanced at him, I saw the restlessness that consumed him. It was as though he was fighting an internal battle, one that I could see but not fully understand. His anger was raw, and the tension between us grew so thick that I could barely breathe.When the mansion came into view, a wave of nostalgia hit me. Memories of happier times with Atlas and the pain of our separation washed over me. The grand entrance, the well-tended gardens—everything seemed so familiar and so far away. My heart ached with the realization of how much had changed.As the car c