Chapter 2- Knowing Each other I

The man seeing his name asked him to step out of the car. "Open up your suitcase, slowly and don't try anything funny." He then ordered the other guy to go through the luggage, and when he did he held up a guy and handcuffs.

He removed his sunglasses, it was hot and he was starting to lose his temper. "Guys I'm getting a little sick of this, put my things back before I get really mad and kick your ass," he said, not minding their stature.

They both looked at each other and laughed, then the big one spoke. "Why do you have these and what are you planning on doing with them?" He asked.

"Your boss has hired me as a bodyguard, I might need them," he answered, staring at them.

The two men smiled at each other and the smaller one spoke. "This is the guy the boss was telling us about." Jake's things back inside the case, all the time chuckling. "Let him through," he said.

He got back in his car and stared at the two men. "Mind telling me what's so funny?" he asked, before driving his car in.

"Oh, you will find out soon enough, good luck man, you're going to need it." He then mentioned for him to drive through. The bigger guy shook his head and grinned. "Poor bastard, I wonder how long this one will last?" he asked.

"Well, let's watch and see, who knows, maybe he might be kicked out like others," the smaller one said as they both laughed.

Pulling up to the mansion he was once again greeted by another giant of a man who was clearly packing heat. "I'm here to see Mr. Bruce," he said to him.

"Follow me," the goon ordered.

Getting out of his vehicle he walked behind the man up the stairs and inside when the door was opened by the butler. He was shown into a large room which was obviously the man's office and he was ordered to wait and not to touch anything. He sat down to wait, looking around the room, it was expensively decorated. Several famous pictures hung on the wall, behind the desk there was glass showcase that held different type of weapons, to guns, knives, and other weapons of torture.

The butler walked in carrying a tray with coffee and tea. "Mr. Bruce will be right with you sir, is there anything you require?" He asked Jake.

"No, I'm good," he replied. The truth was he would have preferred a cold beer or a shot of whiskey but seeing it was early he thought better of asking for one.

Seconds later the door opened and a man in his late fifties walked in, he was tall, his hair a silver-gray and one could see he was not a man you would want to anger.

Jake stood up and shook the man's hand then sat back down when he was instructed to. "Mr. Bruce, you have a beautiful home. I just want to say that I'll do my best to keep you safe but I have to ask , why me when you have so many men surrounding you already?" Jake asked.

"Mr. Jake, it's not me you'll be protecting, it's my daughter Anastasia," Bruce replied.

He felt his head throbbing, now he knew why his bosses were acting so weird. They knew he wouldn't have taken the job if he knew he was to be the bodyguard for some young, split brat. "All due respect sir but I don't babysit. I think it would be best if you got someone else to do the job," Jake said

"You won't be babysitting Mr. Bruce, you'll be protecting my princess. You will go wherever she goes, do what she wants. You'll be with her twenty-four seven. I don't have time to find anyone else and it's only for a few months. In three weeks I have to go out of the country and I can't take her with me. I need someone to trust that can keep her safe and I was told you were trustworthy. I will give you a huge bonus when your job ends," Mr. Bruce said.

"Is your wife going with you or will I also be watching over her?" Jake asked.

"My wife died in a car accident eight years ago."he blinked back the tears, after all these years he still missed her

"I'm sorry sir, I don't know." The last thing he wanted was to watch a kid but with the bonus he would be getting later he figured he'd stick it out, after all, how hard could it be taking care of a kid?" He asked himself.

"Will you take the job?" Mr. Bruce asked.

"Yes I'll take it. Where is your daughter now? I should meet her before I get settled in," Jake said.

"She's out by the poor and I'll have your bags taken to your room, I had one made up for you, it's right across from Anastasia. I want you to be close to her incase she needs something. There is something I should tell you. She can be a handful, a little on the wild side and she will test you, push your button. I suggest you stay firm and strong, but never disrespect or hurt her. Is that understood?" Bruce asked him.

"Understood," he answered and stood up. "Now take me to her so we can get acquainted." 

Just then a man walked in and went over to the older man whispering into his ear. He then turns to Jake. "I have something that I need to deal with, Logan here will direct you towards the pool area . you can go ahead and I will join you both shortly." 

"I'm not sure that's a good idea, sir, I might spook her as she doesn't know me. I could always go check my room out and when you're free we could go together," Jake said.