Eternally Grateful To My Bodyguard

The walk back to the hotel garage was quiet. The evening air was cool, but my mind was in a complete whirlwind as we climbed into the back seat of the dark luxury sedan. Val took the driver's seat, started the engine, and smoothly merged into the Capital's evening traffic.

Sitting in the back seat beside Yerin, an awkward silence hung in the air...or at least, it felt that way to me.

Val didn't say a word as she drove, her eyes occasionally flicking to the rearview mirror with complete composure. But I wasn't stupid. Val was the head of security for the entire Fernando Group. There was no way she'd actually been delayed by a cup of chocolate ice cream. She had definitely been shadowing us the entire time.

Which meant she had seen everything.

'Sigh... I really acted on pure impulse back there,' I thought, leaning my head against the leather headrest as I stared out the window.