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MY BODYGUARD THIRTEEN
Sleep with me. The words play a salacious tune in my already dancing heart. A soft nod of acquiesce shifts my head from his solid chest as I gaze up at him through the darkness, his blazing eyes gleaming down at me.I do want to sleep with him. Wishes do come true, apparently.Without speaking further, Red closes the door to my bedroom and leads me toward his bedroom, still holding me on the small of my back. Oh, we're sleeping in his bed? I flush. It's even more exciting this way.Intense astral lights bathes the room."I got you, Mia," Red whispers when I jump subtly upon another thunder strike. Damn it!"I don't know why you're saying that, but I'm not scared." My hand is holding his arm tightly as I'm bragging my lies.Stifling a laugh, Red remarks, "Yes, Madam. You're totally fine on your own. You are not scared at all.""Really? You've learned sarcasm now?" I recoil, feeling safe despite the odds outside the house . Why didn't the realtor warn me about this place? Yeah, it norm
MY BODYGUARD FOURTEEN
Why should I leave my own house? Care to explain?" Fear hides behind the bold voice I make as I talk to Patrick on the phone."Because you're one hell of a hard-headed woman I've ever met! Fuck you, Mia! What were you thinking going to that fucking cabin in the woods with your bodyguard? Just the two of you, Mia! Are you fucking kidding me?" Patrick goes ballistic, anger reverberating through the speakers of my phone.I swallow hard. How the fuck does he find out about everything I do? Well, maybe not everything, but most of them. Who did he talk to this time? Red? No, I doubt. Maybe he spoke to Bill."And so what?" I retort. "What difference does it make whether I'm with my bodyguard or any other person in this place?" I open the balcony doors with too much pressure than actually needed."Oh, it surely does, Mia! I cannot let my wife stay under the same roof with some fucker, you hear?" Patrick lashes. "You sent Bill away just to be with him, didn't you?"What the fuck! I feel angere
MY BODYGUARD FIFTEEN
I'm catching a heavy breath after collapsing in Red's arms. He chuckles mildly at the way I'm hugging him as though I've run a marathon and in need of balance to not fall. He kisses my lips harder to seal this awesome moment we've just shared."I can't get enough of you," I breathe shamelessly, feeling his erection buried deep inside me as I'm seated on his lap, my skin moist from sweat.I fucked him on the chair. Good Lord! What have I become?"Me neither," Red replies and trails his kisses down my neck up to my shoulder. Gently he is caressing my back underneath his T-shirt that I'm still wearing. "But I still have to finish what I was doing before you seduced me into this.""What? I didn't seduce you!" I deny stoutly, my voice hilarious as I definitely seduce him every chance I get."Pretty. Little. Liar." Red flexes up his hips at every word so I feel him deeper."Argh!" I giggle at his playfulness. Jeez, am I starting to see the naughty shade of Red? I blush, pulling back so I se
MY BODYGUARD SIXTEEN
Chilly wind flips the soft, white binders of the great window in my bedroom. I shudder, my own arms proving a great failure in keeping me warm. Tentatively, throwing the sketching book lying in my tummy aside, I rise on my elbows and sit up. My body feels torpid.How long have I been sleeping? It's still afternoon . . . Or evening? I can't clearly tell as it's a bit cloudy outside. It's raining once again—just lightly this time. My mouth stretches into a long yawn as I drop my bare feet down the fluffy rug, ready to face the music.My gaze settles on the T-shirt I'm wearing, barely covering my thighs, and somehow the guilt lashes on me. Why did I raise my voice at Red? He didn't do anything wrong, did he? God, what have I done? I sigh remorsefully at the realization of my mistake.I take my sketching book from the bed and peek a quick glance at the few designs I made before I fell asleep. Holy cow! Did I just do this? A smile touches the corner of my lips as I behold the drawings of se
MY BODYGUARD ONE
"Watch out, Madam!" I almost miss a step when he grabs me deftly by the waist. Holy God! My heart race accelerates rampantly, but I know I'm safe whenever he's around. Still intoxicated by the alcohol running through my veins, my lips stretch into a rather pathetic smile as I look at him—at his insanely hot, rugged face. "I know you'll protect me so why should I be too careful, huh?" I breathe out the trace of margaritas I had tonight, barely holding my vision. The only thing I see is his ever serious face—smile-less yet beguiling—and the deep frown on his forehead that I'm used to by now. How hot! Do I want to touch him? Hell yeah. God knows how much I desire to run my fingers over his cheek, to touch his lips, and to… I gulp again. For fuck's sake, Mia, you can't succumb to alcohol! You're better than this drunk lady here. My inner wisdom snaps some sense in me. "Let me help you to your room," he whispers curtly, his voice thick and deep. I close my eyes and instantly I'm i
MY BODYGUARD TWO
When I wake up it's already shiny and bright, the early October sun adamantly piercing through the window drapes. My skin shudders as cold air blankets my skin, and that damn eerie feeling of being watched returns.I rise up abruptly, panting. Lately I've become overly sensitive to everything and I feel like someone's right here in my room, ready to grab me and do whatever evil intentions they have toward me.I cast my glance aside and my nose crinkle in disgust."Morning, butterfly." It's a very familiar voice.Relief washes over me."What the hell?" I murmur, waving away the smoke of cigar wafting in my nose. "I hate that, Patrick. At least do your shit outside.""Oh. My bad," he replies nonchalantly while straightening himself at the corner of the bed, eyes on my upper body that's covered with nothing but a lacy bra.Instinctively, I pull the duvet up to my neck so as to distract his lustful stare."What are you doing here?" I croak while sitting up.Wrong question. He lives here.
MY BODYGUARD THREE
Flustered inside, I clear my throat to announce my presence. He cocks his head stoutly in response, and oxygen finds its way in my lungs as our eyes meet. He caps the water bottle and sucks in a breath."Good morning," I greet him, taking my stride toward the marble breakfast table.Don't look, Mia. Don't look! I try my best to avoid his distracting frame, a pair of gray shorts and black loose vest covering his reserves. How hot!And his legs. Damn he's got amazing legs: hairy, strong, and firm."Morning, Madam," he answers gently, his voice carefully guarded. "How are you feeling this morning?"It's the question I should've heard from my husband when I woke up. But no, I get to hear it from my employee, who seems utterly concerned about my well-being."I'm good," I reply, giving him a small smile.And then it hits the back of my mind that I might've done something unusual under the influence of alcohol. What exactly did I do when we got home? Clearly I wasn't at my best behavior, was
MY BODYGUARD FOUR
I don't remember how long it has passed since I shut my eyes. The silence, the scent of wilderness, and the sharp breeze through the driver's door are what wake me from my unpleasant nap."Red," I breathe with difficulty, my eyelids heavy and stressed.But I can't see him even when I try my best to clear my sight. I'm all alone in the car, and we're no longer moving. Fear strikes through me like sharp blade in the flesh. Where is he? Why did he stop the car?I immediately unbuckle my seatbelt, my gaze wandering to the front, to the right, to the left, and when I'm free from the seatbelt my eyes are onto the back windshield."Red?" I call frantically while clutching the door handle to make a speedy exit. "Red?" I call again, seeing no sign of his presence at all.Please, God, not again! It's only yesterday he fought a gang to save me."Red?" I yell again, panting so heavily while looking around.The highway breeze blows my little shirtdress and a few loose strands of my hair, and green
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MY BODYGUARD SIXTEEN
Chilly wind flips the soft, white binders of the great window in my bedroom. I shudder, my own arms proving a great failure in keeping me warm. Tentatively, throwing the sketching book lying in my tummy aside, I rise on my elbows and sit up. My body feels torpid.How long have I been sleeping? It's still afternoon . . . Or evening? I can't clearly tell as it's a bit cloudy outside. It's raining once again—just lightly this time. My mouth stretches into a long yawn as I drop my bare feet down the fluffy rug, ready to face the music.My gaze settles on the T-shirt I'm wearing, barely covering my thighs, and somehow the guilt lashes on me. Why did I raise my voice at Red? He didn't do anything wrong, did he? God, what have I done? I sigh remorsefully at the realization of my mistake.I take my sketching book from the bed and peek a quick glance at the few designs I made before I fell asleep. Holy cow! Did I just do this? A smile touches the corner of my lips as I behold the drawings of se
MY BODYGUARD FIFTEEN
I'm catching a heavy breath after collapsing in Red's arms. He chuckles mildly at the way I'm hugging him as though I've run a marathon and in need of balance to not fall. He kisses my lips harder to seal this awesome moment we've just shared."I can't get enough of you," I breathe shamelessly, feeling his erection buried deep inside me as I'm seated on his lap, my skin moist from sweat.I fucked him on the chair. Good Lord! What have I become?"Me neither," Red replies and trails his kisses down my neck up to my shoulder. Gently he is caressing my back underneath his T-shirt that I'm still wearing. "But I still have to finish what I was doing before you seduced me into this.""What? I didn't seduce you!" I deny stoutly, my voice hilarious as I definitely seduce him every chance I get."Pretty. Little. Liar." Red flexes up his hips at every word so I feel him deeper."Argh!" I giggle at his playfulness. Jeez, am I starting to see the naughty shade of Red? I blush, pulling back so I se
MY BODYGUARD FOURTEEN
Why should I leave my own house? Care to explain?" Fear hides behind the bold voice I make as I talk to Patrick on the phone."Because you're one hell of a hard-headed woman I've ever met! Fuck you, Mia! What were you thinking going to that fucking cabin in the woods with your bodyguard? Just the two of you, Mia! Are you fucking kidding me?" Patrick goes ballistic, anger reverberating through the speakers of my phone.I swallow hard. How the fuck does he find out about everything I do? Well, maybe not everything, but most of them. Who did he talk to this time? Red? No, I doubt. Maybe he spoke to Bill."And so what?" I retort. "What difference does it make whether I'm with my bodyguard or any other person in this place?" I open the balcony doors with too much pressure than actually needed."Oh, it surely does, Mia! I cannot let my wife stay under the same roof with some fucker, you hear?" Patrick lashes. "You sent Bill away just to be with him, didn't you?"What the fuck! I feel angere
MY BODYGUARD THIRTEEN
Sleep with me. The words play a salacious tune in my already dancing heart. A soft nod of acquiesce shifts my head from his solid chest as I gaze up at him through the darkness, his blazing eyes gleaming down at me.I do want to sleep with him. Wishes do come true, apparently.Without speaking further, Red closes the door to my bedroom and leads me toward his bedroom, still holding me on the small of my back. Oh, we're sleeping in his bed? I flush. It's even more exciting this way.Intense astral lights bathes the room."I got you, Mia," Red whispers when I jump subtly upon another thunder strike. Damn it!"I don't know why you're saying that, but I'm not scared." My hand is holding his arm tightly as I'm bragging my lies.Stifling a laugh, Red remarks, "Yes, Madam. You're totally fine on your own. You are not scared at all.""Really? You've learned sarcasm now?" I recoil, feeling safe despite the odds outside the house . Why didn't the realtor warn me about this place? Yeah, it norm
MY BODYGUARD TWELVE
Warm water cascades down my skin as the shower does its magic. I rub my hair gently, my head tilted heavenward, letting myself get lost into my world of bliss and sexy fantasy.My God, I fucked him again!First time was a mistake. But what about this time? I ponder. And yet my profligate, shameless face twists into a million roses, smiling at the marvel of Red's kisses and all the things he did to me earlier.You're in deep trouble, Mia.Fresh from the shower, I slip into the closet. I need something simple and homey to suffice my evening that's just begun. Holy shit, I've got to cook dinner. The thought makes me wary and excited at the same time."What should I cook, huh?" I mumble while skimming through the hung up clothes in the open wardrobe. "And what should I wear?" I sigh, glad that my troubles right now are all sleazy and mundane.I've casted aside all the bigger ones. I want to feel normal.A red sundress draws my attention right away. Is it the color? I flush. Decidedly, I p
MY BODYGUARD ELEVEN
feel like a child in a pair of brand new shoes as we make our way inside the supermarket. I haven't stopped grinning like a fool ever since Red slid the sneakers on my feet. Really, I'm having a break from my normality.I do love shoes. Well, maybe it's because of my job and all, plus having a husband with kinky for long legs in high heels. I wear them more often than any other type of shoes. But Red is right; I should free my legs at times.Naturally, while thinking of this, my eyes find my bodyguard's, and his stunned eyebrow makes me chuckle. He's become less uptight after our little tête-a-tête outside the car earlier. No more awkwardness and I believe it's much better this way."Do you need help?" Red asks when we finally walk in, his face casual and relaxed."Yes. Hold the cart for me please," I say and he nods.This is probably the largest supermarket in the town. I find everything I need for the kitchen and bathrooms, for it's what needs the most attention. I fill the cart wit
MY BODYGUARD TEN
He doesn't regret it. I replay his words, gulping.I want to say something, but I'm too afraid to say anything. I shouldn't rejoice from any of this. This is pure fact yet my heart blossoms at this warm reveal from him. I'm inclined to be happy despite the situation."But you're right." Red frees my hand, sighing in defeat as my eyes drop about my same bereft hand. "It shouldn't have happened," he says and I look up at him stoutly.His eyes are filled with bemusement. He's clearly torn, but he's also very sure of his standing on the matter as he quickly masks the indecisiveness with a bold, unwavering look.Despite the heartache, I pull myself together and respond. "You're right. It shouldn't have happened." My voice is very low and I think I'm to blame for everything; I provoked him too much. "I'm sorry, Red. If I didn't—""Don't be sorry. Please don't ever say that!" Red admonishes and he sounds serious. He moves closer, holds my face and adds, "Because I . . . am not sorry, Mia." H
MY BODYGUARD NINE
A good shower restores my energy to at least half of its usual glory. I take the stairs down to the tavern and Marlow streams into my first view. The place is already packed and he's busy giving orders."Lady!" he greets me cheerily as I near him. I smile indulgently. "You slept well, didn't ya?" He grins down at me.I flush. I slept like a baby."Hmm." I nod my affirmation while glancing around. Some noises fill the air, and so does the smell of breakfast. "Are you good?" I ask him."As you can see." Marlow bows respectfully. "Your husband instructed us that we should treat you with the best breakfast we could possibly make.""Um, he said that?" I blurt out, a pang of disappointment hitting me as I desire having my breakfast with him instead. Marlow creases a single eyebrow, amused. "I mean, sure. I'll have everything good you make here." I force my enthusiasm."As you wish, Lady!" he replies and off he goes.I take my seat on the empty table and try calling Red on the phone. But I s
MY BODYGUARD EIGHT
I plop back in bed with my hand on the forehead. I take a deep breath and calm myself down. Red is no longer here which gives me time to think. Yes, in this very same bed I did it last night."Oh God," I whisper, reliving every detail of the crime scene. And like a fool I start, smiling, blushing even, everything Crystal clear in my head.It was beautiful.But you're a married woman, Mia! And he's your employee! Some voice snaps at me. I shriek inwardly. I've never cheated on Patrick and we've been married for eight years. I'm freaked out, but do I regret it?No, I don't.Now where is Red? I collect the big duvet to my chest and slowly clamber out of bed. Oh yes, I can feel the aftermath of a good fuck as I walk. My dress is on the couch, neatly placed.Smiling, I pace toward the window to regard the beautiful sunshine. The day has begun, and town folks are up and about. I lean onto the window frame, watching my car parked in the same place we did yesterday.And suddenly Red appears
