"Sorry, please don't misunderstand. I didn't mean to seduce you. It was just a spontaneous reaction. Your face was red and sweaty. I was just helping you to look your best in front of other people. And don't worry. This handkerchief is clean. I haven't worn it yet. " Prince showed his black handkerchief briefly before putting it in his pocket. Seeing his awkwardness, Emily quickly looked away. Tucking her hair behind her ear, she took a deep breath. "Okay, I can understand that. Oh look! The group of tourists has gone up. Come on, let's catch up!" Seeing Emily walk away shyly, Prince smiled. He walked beside her. "So, who are you looking for? Tell ne the characteristics. Who knows, I might be able to help. My observation skill is great, you know?" Emily glanced thinly. After a short contemplation, she finally revealed, "Her name is Sky. Her eyes are green. Her hair is curly. She is a little shorter than me, but her energy is much higher. She is a very attractive girl. Her ent
In the restaurant, Prince didn't dare disturb Emily. He preferred to wait until she was cheerful again. Luckily, when the salad arrived, a sweet smile appeared on her beautiful face again. "Merci," Emily said as she looked at the plates on the table. After the waiter left, she immediately prayed and enjoyed the first bite with her eyes closed. "Oh, I made the right choice," she muttered, shaking her head faintly. When her eyes opened again, she pointed at the plate in front of Prince. "Try it! It's delicious. You have to eat a lot to take care of me well." Prince smiled faintly. "Even though I'm hungry, I will still take good care of my boss." He tasted the salad. "But you need energy to fight the bad guy in case he suddenly appears. Should I order you a steak? You need protein." Prince failed to hide his laughter. "That's my favorite. How about we order one portion and share? You need protein too, Miss Harper." "I've got it from here." Emily pointed at the chicken pieces
"Take this, shameless woman!" Emily gasped. She quickly looked away, protecting her head with her arms. Unexpectedly, it wasn't the heat that she received, but the young woman's scream. "Hey! What is this? She has turned her back on you. Why are you protecting her? Look at my dress! You ruined it!" Emily turned her head. As it turned out, the waiter's tray was now in Prince's hand. Coffee dripped from the edge. Knowing that the man had succeeded in protecting her again, a warm feeling filled Emily's heart. "Miss Harper, are you okay?" Prince's soft voice broke her reverie. After blinking, Emily looked down to examine her outfit. There wasn't a speck of coffee on it. "I'm okay." Prince let out a faint breath. Emily could clearly see his relief. Meanwhile, the young woman's husband finally got up from his chair. He approached while grimacing. "Baby, please don't cause any more trouble. There are lots of people here." The young woman stared wide eyed. "You call me a pro
"Miss Harper, are you okay?" Prince asked softly. Emily blinked. She realized that teardrops had started to block her eyes. "Are you sure, Monsieur? Based on the information I have, Sky should still be working here." Emily ignored Prince's question. Her sad eyes were only focused on the key keeper. "Yes, I also wonder why she stopped so suddenly. Yesterday morning, she was still guiding her team and greeted me cheerfully. But in the afternoon, she said goodbye." Emily held her head. Her mind was too full and felt heavy. "Where ...." Her voice faltered. "Where is she going?" The Monsieur shook his head. His eyes narrowed, checking the memory. "I don't know, Mademoiselle. But it seems like it has something to do with Summer. Since the weather is getting colder, she doesn't look well. Maybe Sky took her to ...." The man stopped talking. He felt there was no sympathy in Emily's eyes. The beautiful girl was only interested in Sky's existence. "Excuse me, Mademoiselle. Do
"Monsieur," Emily knocked on the door for the umpteenth time. "Please, open the door. Listen to my explanation. Monsieur?" Just like before, no answer was heard. Emily sighed in resignation. "Is this where he lives? Why does it seem like there's no one inside?" she sighed as she looked at the sturdy building in front of them. Her hands occasionally moved to fix her hair that was blown by the wind. Prince stopped focusing on his phone. He looked up, muttering, "The upstairs window looks dark. It seems that Madame gave us the wrong direction. Shall we continue looking for the Monsieur tomorrow morning?" Emily pondered for a moment. She looked up at the night sky. There wasn't a single star. Instead, a flash of light was coming from the ocean. "You're right. We should continue the mission tomorrow. Let's go back to the hotel before the rain comes," she nodded weakly. "Not rain, but storm," Prince mumbled as he put his phone in his pocket. Emily stared wide eyed. "Storm?"
When she came out of the bathroom, Emily immediately pulled her robe closer. She didn't wear anything under the white cloth. When Prince's gaze fell on her, all her nerves tensed. "How are you? Any better?" the man asked as he approached. Emily spontaneously took a deeper breath. She was worried that her heart rate was increasing. For some reason, the bodyguard's face looked more handsome with less lighting. "The water is cold, the bathrobe is thin, and the hair dryer isn't working properly. My hair isn't really dry," Emily grumbled before folding her arms in front of her chest. She regretted giving the second statement. "We have more towels in stock. Just use as many as you need. I only need one. You can wrap your body or dry your hair with them." While Emily nodded, Prince pointed his index finger. "How's your ankle?" Emily's eyes widened. "I even forgot that I fell. Look! My leg is as healthy as ever." Emily put one leg forward, twisting her ankle. Seeing that, Prince
"I'm doing this for survival, not to betray Cayden. Besides, we'll just be touching. Nothing will happen," Emily thought as she took off her bathrobe. After preparing her position, she said, "Come in!" She turned her back to Prince. Her hands were clenched in front of her chest, being on guard in case any naughty fingers tried to cross the line. However, as soon as Prince touched her skin, her worries disappeared. The man just pressed his chest against her back. There's still some distance to the bottom. His hand that slipped into the crook of Emily's neck ended up on her arm. While his other hand politely cupped Emily's hands as if protecting them from the cold. "Is this enough? Are you comfortable?" he whispered, making the hairs on Emily's neck bristle. "Y-yes." Emily's eyes fluttered as she caught her breath. "Now let's sleep. We have to continue the mission once the storm passes." "Yes. Hopefully the storm won't last long. Good night, Miss Harper." Emily nodded slight
After showering, Emily came out awkwardly. She didn't know how to interact with Prince. She even ran when she entered the bathroom earlier. But as it turned out, the room was empty. "Where did he go? Why didn't he ask my permission?" Emily muttered in surprise. She didn't realize that her lips were pouting. With languid steps, Emily approached the table. A piece of paper was stuck to the cup there. "Drink this chocolate while it's warm. I'll be back before breakfast arrives. Don't open the door for anyone but me." The corners of Emily's lips lifted slightly. "Is he a bodyguard or husband? Why is his message so sweet?" After removing the paper, Emily enjoyed the chocolate slowly. She felt so peaceful until suddenly, she heard a knock on the door. "Who is it?" Emily got up from her chair. "Breakfast, Mademoiselle." Emily's eyes lit up. Her hand moved casually towards the doorknob. However, remembering Prince's message, she didn't open it. "Merci. Just put it there. I'l