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My Secret Billionaire Bodyguard

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Uwan was born into wealth, the son of a powerful businessman. But his life took a sharp turn when his stepmother manipulated his father into believing Uwan killed his sister. Cast out of his home, Uwan was forced to live in poverty, scraping by to survive. His once-lavish life became a distant memory. Years later, Uwan’s former bodyguard, loyal to him despite the circumstances, found him and offered him a job as a security guard. Initially, Uwan refused, but the bodyguard revealed that Uwan’s stepmother had never truly cared for his father and was slowly isolating him. Driven by a sense of duty to protect his father, Uwan reluctantly agreed. Uwan’s first assignment was to guard Soya, a famous actress. Though he took his job seriously, his protective instincts sometimes crossed boundaries—scolding Soya for reckless behavior or acting impulsively in moments of danger. Despite this, Soya began to see Uwan’s genuine care and dedication. One day, when Soya was going to a public event, a fan breached security and kissed Soya without consent. She thought the fan wanted an autograph. The incident left her deeply shaken, and the media frenzy that followed tarnished her reputation. Brands canceled contracts, and Soya faced relentless scrutiny. Uwan, absent that day due to his mother’s death anniversary, was devastated when he learned what had happened. Fueled by anger, he tracked down the fan and forced him to publicly confess his actions. This act of loyalty and justice sparked a bond between Uwan and Soya, and over time, their mutual support blossomed into a secret love. Meanwhile, Uwan’s father fell gravely ill. On his deathbed, he apologized to Uwan, revealing that his secretary had uncovered the truth about the stepmother’s deceit. He begged Uwan to take over the family business as his final wish. Uwan agreed, becoming the CEO and reclaiming his place in the world. Soya was shocked to discover Uwan’s true identity as the heir to the company that had just offered her the biggest contract of her career. Though their love was strong, Soya decided to end their relationship, fearing her chaotic life would jeopardize Uwan’s newfound responsibilities. She told him, “I love you, but I won’t let my mess become yours.” As Uwan navigated his new role, his stepmother, furious at losing control, plotted against him. But Uwan, now wiser and stronger, outmaneuvered her schemes, ensuring the company’s stability and his father’s legacy. Though Uwan and Soya chose separate paths, their love remained a quiet, unspoken truth. They worked in the same company, their lives intertwined yet apart, each carrying the weight of their choices. Uwan’s world shattered the moment he learned the truth—the person who had taken his sister’s life, the one he had sworn to avenge, was none other than his father. For years, rage had fueled him, the need for justice sharpening his every thought. He had blamed his stepmother, believing her manipulation had orchestrated his downfall. But she had never known the truth. His father—the man he had loved more than anyone—was the one who had stolen his sister from him. The revelation paralyzed him. Revenge had always been the answer, but how could he raise his hand against the man who had once cradled him as a child? Against the man whose presence had shaped his very existence? For days, Uwan drifted in silence, consumed by the weight of his own turmoil. He considered walking away, burying the truth deep enough that it could never claw its way back. He considered forgiveness—tried to imagine his father as someone who could be redeemed. But every time he closed his eyes, he saw his sister’s lifeless body, felt the ache of all the years he had lost.

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The Fall from Grace
The rain poured down like the heavens themselves were mourning, soaking the once-pristine marble that sprawled before the towering mansion gates. Uwan lay there, his knees cut from the jagged steps, his chest rising and falling as if he were gasping for air—not because of the cold, but because of the truth that had just shattered his world. Lightning cracked through the sky with a furious roar, illuminating the darkness for a fleeting second. In that blinding light, he saw him—his father, Kayan—standing at the doorstep like a statue carved in fury. Rain streamed down his face, mingling with the sorrow in his eyes, but his jaw was tight. His fists were clenched at his sides, trembling, not from the cold—but from rage. “I never imagined…” Kayan’s voice was hard, almost trembling, as if every word was tearing out a piece of his soul. “That you… my own blood… could become such a monster.” Uwan’s breath caught in his throat. “Father… please—” “She loved you, Uwan!” Kayan roared, stepping forward, the thunder above echoing his fury. “After your mother died, she was all you had… and you were all she had. How could you?! How could you take her away?!” Uwan shook his head, soaked and broken. “I didn’t… I would never—” “If you weren’t my son,” Kayan growled, his eyes burning with pain, “I swear to the gods—I would’ve killed you with my own hands tonight.” Those words didn’t just hurt. They hollowed him out. “Now get out of my sight,” Kayan spat, turning away. “Before I forget that I ever called you my son.” And with that, the great doors of the mansion slammed shut behind him. Uwan didn’t move. He couldn’t. The marble beneath him was cold, the rain biting against his skin, but none of it compared to the numbness sinking into his chest. The image of his sister flashed in his mind—her laughter, her warmth, the way she used to tug his hand and make him promise to protect her always. He let out a shaky breath. Then opened his arms wide, staring into the raging sky. “I’m sorry… sister,” he whispered through clenched teeth. His voice cracked. “I tried. I tried so hard to save you… but I couldn’t. Maybe… maybe you’re gone because of me.” A dark, twisted smile crept onto his lips—bitter, broken. “But I swear… even if the world turns against me… I will protect Father. I’ll protect what’s left of our family. That’s my promise to you.” --- Inside the mansion… Blood. It soaked into Kayan’s shirt, warm and cruel. He cradled the lifeless body of his daughter in his arms, rocking back and forth like a man undone. Her small hand still clung to the edge of his collar. Her eyes… wide open… staring into a void. Tears streamed down his face. “My little girl… my baby…” Behind him, footsteps echoed through the hall. Marena, Uwan’s stepmother, approached—her silk gown untouched by blood, her face painted with expertly crafted sorrow. “I… I’m so sorry, Kayan,” she murmured, fake tears slipping down her cheek. “It’s a tragedy no one deserves. But maybe… maybe it’s time to let go of Uwan. He’s young… reckless… he’ll survive out there.” Kayan looked up at her, rage barely hidden behind his grief. “You think I’ll ever forgive the one who killed my daughter?” His voice was cold as ice. “Even if he was born of my blood… I will never see him the same again.” Marena lowered her eyes, suppressing a smile behind her fake mourning. She had won. --- Outside again… Uwan stood slowly, his limbs aching, his heart heavier than ever. The lights of the mansion glowed behind him like a burning memory. His clothes were soaked, clinging to his skin like a second prison. He looked back one last time. “I used to think this place was home…” he whispered. “But now… even your memory haunts me like a ghost.” With trembling steps, he walked away. No destination. No shelter. Just the sound of thunder, the sting of tears, and the broken pieces of a life he once called his own. The rain fell harder, mixing with the tears that slipped silently down his face. But he didn’t wipe them away. Let the sky cry with him. Because tonight, Uwan wasn't just cast out of a mansion… He was cast out of the only family he ever loved.

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