My Domestica | My Bodyguard Book 2
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  • Reads 2,594
  • Votes 185
  • Parts 46
  • Time 22h 14m
Complete, First published Oct 25, 2020
Mature
Book 2 of the My Bodyguard series.

Geralt and Jaskier re-meet in a way that no one could have guessed was to happen. Jaskier learns some more about himself, Geralt being informed along the way. The only thing is, now that Jaskier was supposedly dead to Geralt, who was this new bartender he had met in the middle of nowhere? More secrets are revealed with both Jaskier and Geralt's pasts, everything slowly unravels to reveal a truth overly cruel. Can they overcome it? Of course. But will they try to?

Same warnings apply as the previous book.Do not read if mentally unstable please. 

Warning- mention of extreme Mental Health, Suicide Mentions, Homophobia, Strong Language, Rape, Stalking, Self-Hatred, Sex Business. Other mature themes will be within. We make it up not he go so unsure of what other warnings will be applied.  A LOT OF DARK THEMES so please do not read if you are not in the right headspace. Lots of love, thank you.

Based on the roleplay of a friend and myself, switching POV due it to being replies to one another.
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