Martins is a charming, sharp-suited bodyguard with a past as dangerous as the bullets he dodges. Assigned to protect Zahara — the fiery and stunning daughter of a powerful business tycoon — he expects another spoiled client. But Zahara is far from fragile. She's clever, stubborn, and has a secret of her own.

What starts as a high-risk assignment turns into a whirlwind of car chases, undercover missions, explosive betrayals, and stolen glances. As danger closes in and shadows from Martins’ past resurface, the line between duty and desire begins to blur.

But falling for Zahara could be the deadliest mission of all.

True Heart of a Bodyguard is a thrilling blend of action, sarcasm, and slow-burning romance — where love is the most unexpected weapon of all.

The day unfolded with silent tension. Zahara was smart, precise, and brutally direct — but underneath her confident exterior, Martins noticed something: she was always scanning, always aware, like someone who'd been taught to trust no one.


Martins followed her through the school's high-security halls, listening to her lectures, watching her correct a professor on quantum ethics like it was nothing. She didn't speak to him much. But she noticed everything.


At lunch, she finally broke the silence.


Martins looked up from his untouched tray. "What did you expect?"


"A stiff, boring assistant who'd probably follow me around quoting the presidential handbook."


He smirked. "I left my handbook at home."


For the first time, a faint smile touched Zahara's lips. It vanished just as quickly — but Martins caught it.


Later that evening, while Zahara practiced piano in the academy's soundproof music hall, Martins stood guard outside — until he heard the faintest hum. Wrong frequency. Not from the piano.


A laser dot danced across the floor. A micro-drone had slipped past the school's defenses. Martins pulled his sidearm — custom, compact, tech-synced. One shot. One spark. The drone exploded mid-air, inches from Zahara's head.


She coughed, staring at the wreckage. "What the hell was that?"


"Someone's watching you," he said, scanning the walls with his lenses. "And they're not done."


Zahara stood, her voice trembling more with anger than fear. "I told my father this academy wasn't safe anymore."


She looked at Martins. "And I told everyone I didn't need a bodyguard."


Martins didn't flinch. "Good thing I'm not just anyone."


Their eyes locked — tension thick, but something else underneath it now. A pull. A spark.


Zahara looked away first. "You saved my life."


In a dark chamber lit by a glowing data wall, a hooded figure watched the drone footage frame-by-frame.


"She trusts him already," the voice hissed. "This changes things."


Another figure stepped forward. "Do we abort the chip plan?"


Chapter 6 - Spark & Shadow