The harsh reality

The Billionaire’s Bodyguard

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By Pink-Butterfly

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Chapter 4

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Wilder stepped out of the car as the driver stopped by the parking lot of the building.

His belongings were already going to be transferred to his client’s home.

But as for him?

He was supposed to start his work of being a bodyguard immediately.

Not that he was complaining but he didn't expect to resume immediately. 

“Mr Thompson, early, are we? “.

He heard a voice say and looked forward seeing Mr. Wyatt.

“Hi. Good morning, Sir". Wilder stuck his hand out. “Always gotta be here on time “.

Wyatt shook his hand smiling. "The enthusiasm, I like that ". 

"Well always gotta be early on my first day “. He added. 

“Of course, although you have your hands full today”.

“Don’t worry, I think I’ll take it from here “. Malik said tapping his manager’s shoulder walking past the both of them heading to a car. “Come on, Wilder, let’s go “.

Smiling at Wyatt, he turned following Malik as they both walked to a car waiting for him.

Wilder quickly opened the car door for him and closed the door once he made sure he was fully inside before heading to the passenger seat.

Giving the driver a nod, he put his seatbelt on and turned around to make sure Malik had his seatbelt on but he didn’t.

“Sir, please put your seatbelt on”.

Malik looked up his phone raising his eyebrows. “Excuse me, What ?”.

“Please put your seatbelt on for your safety “.

Malik let out a sigh not wanting to argue as he put his seatbelt on getting back to his phone.

Wilder turned around and gave the driver a nod so he could drive.

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Wilder stood by the side watching Malik pose for the camera in the photo shoot.

So after being a musician, turns out he’s also a brand ambassador.

Which is why his net worth is not a surprise. 

And right now, he was taking a photo shoot for a clothing brand.

“Okay! Part 1 done!”. The photographer shouted. “Change of clothes “.

“Your changing room is down the hallway “. A girl said handing Malik a pair of clothes before walking away.

Wilder turned to him. “Do you want me to come with you ?”.

“No! Fuck, no! You are just a bodyguard to protect me from danger, stop being a leech “.

Malik muttered before leaving.

Wilder stood at his spot for a while glancing around the photo shoot room.

He then sighed turning around proceeding to go after Malik.

Yes, he isn’t a leech.

But as a bodyguard, he needs to watch after him.

That was his job.

If he screws it, it’s over.

Once again. 

Wilder walked down the hallway before stopping at a door labeled ‘Malik Mendes’

He opened the door going inside but there was no sight of Malik.

The clothes were on the bed, yeah.

But he was nowhere to be found.

“Sir ?”. Wilder called out looking around the room for anything unusual.

Then he spotted a camera in the corner of the room.

What the .. ?

The door opened and Wilder turned seeing his supposed client he was to protect at the door.

“Oh jeez!. You have got to be kidding me." Malik facepalmed himself. “I clearly said do not be a leech”.

“I understand that but it’s my job__”.

“Yes, I know, it’s your job to protect me and ensure my safety”. He interrupted him stepping into the room. “But that doesn’t mean you should go everywhere with me, I just want to change and you followed me all the way here. There’s seriously no harm here, what could possibly kill me? Am I in danger by changing my clothes ? Or will I die just by wearing clothes ?. Oh, please save me then." 

Wilder sighed knowing he was being sarcastic. “Sir, you can’t change here “.

“Really? Oh My God! Am I truly in danger?”. Malik gasped before scoffing and rolling his eyes. “Why can’t I change here ?”.

“Because there’s a camera over there“. He replied still being calm about the situation as he pointed at where the device was.

Malik paused following the direction of his hands. “What? Are you sure that's a camera ? Is it actually recording ?”.

“Uhh .. “. Wilder walked towards the location staring at it for a while. “Yes, it definitely is “.

He turned around to see Malik furiously punching numbers on his phone.

Wilder furrowed his eyebrows trying to think of why a recording camera would be in here ?

Is someone trying to blackmail Malik ?

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“I’m telling you, there was a whole ass camera in the changing room! I don’t know who the heck did that, how the heck it got there but it got me all freaked out “.

Malik complained over the phone as he walked over to the car getting into the back seat.

Wilder watched him as he assumed his boss was probably talking to Mr. Wyatt.

He got into the car too as he closed the door putting on the seatbelt.

They were making their way back to the company.

Malik wasn’t done with the photo shoot yet but he walked out on them after the whole camera issue.

Apparently the brand management claimed they didn’t know who placed a camera there.

And after Malik made a whole drama, he stormed out on them promising to file a case.

Wilder didn’t know if his boss was serious or not but his facial expression was kind of looking serious.

“Can you please file a report?”. Malik was asking at the back.

A pause...

“Okay fine. I’ll be in the company soon”.

Wilder waited for a few seconds before turning around. “Sir, do you have your seatbelt on?”.

Malik sighed putting it on as he rolled his eyes. “You are acting like my brother right now and it’s starting to piss me off “.

“Sorry sir, but I'm just doing my job “.

After a couple of minutes, they made it to the company as Wilder got off first opening the car door for his boss.

Malik got down walking past him making his way into the entertainment company.

There was silence for a while as the two walked into the building.

“Wyatt??”. Malik called out as he got to his manager’s office.

Wilder followed him inside and paused seeing Miles in there.

He wasn’t expecting to see the other twin.

“Did you file the case ?”.

“Don’t rush, Malik. It takes time”. Wyatt answered resting back on his chair. “And of course, proof. To file a case against them, we also need that “.

Malik scoffed. “Are you serious right now ? What shitty proof do you need? I saw the camera, my bodyguard saw it. He was the one who notified me of it “.

“I know that you aren’t lying. But we can’t just file a case all of a sudden, we need to plan first and__”.

“Really?”. Malik scoffed interrupting his manager. “Then when are you going to file a case ? When I’m dead ? Or when they’ve got to me ?”.

“Little brother, calm down”. Miles intervened going over to hug his brother.

“I can’t calm down. This is exactly what happened the last time, I had my doubts about Trisha but of course, you said I should calm down first, that I'm making an issue out of it, so I tried calming down like you said and I got poisoned “.

Wilder paused surprised by this piece of news.

Was Malik’s life really filled with attacks ?

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TBC

Written by Authoress Kamara