Chapter 4: The new version of her

My aching body was awakened by the excruciating pain in my head. I've been taking a lot of medications for several days. My therapist told me it would help me recover from the trauma of the incident. It's difficult to accept that I'm now a murderer, even though it was all in self-defense. Instead of making me feel better, I believe I'm getting sicker by the day. My vision was still hazy as I tried to figure out what had happened when I opened my eyes.

I found myself tied to the headboard of the bed, a necktie in one hand and a leather belt in the other. The window panes were open, and a cool breeze crawled down my skin, giving me a tingling sensation.

"What the fuck happened to my clothes?" While staring at my naked body, I exclaimed in surprise.

I tried everything I could to break free and loosen the ties on my hands, but they were too tight, and the more I squirmed, the tighter they became. Then I heard footsteps approaching me. Panic fueled me, and adrenalin pumped through my body until I was able to untie one of my hands.

The door slowly opened, and when I turned my gaze to the door, I saw Athena standing before me. My eyes widened in shock to see Athena's new look. She usually wears the corporate black suit that the Cerberus men are wearing, but now she looks so seductive and stunning.

Her hair was normally tied in a bun, but now it is laid down on her shoulders with half curls. I never saw her make makeup, but now she is wearing heavy makeup, and to be honest, it matches her perfectly symmetrical face and complexion. What surprises me the most is her outfit.

I can't believe Athena is dressed in a doll lingerie maid design. It's a sheer short robe at knee length with a looser fit and a shorter hemline. Her prominent breast appears larger thanks to the cups that support her chest, making it look fuller. She's also sporting a cute maid's hairband with ribbons that complements her sexy outfit. She looks like a sluttier version of a life-size Barbie, in a good way. By the way, it's a compliment.

"Athena, what the fuck is going on here?" I asked her confusedly.

I wanted to turn my head around to prevent myself from staring at her, but I couldn't. My eyes were locked on her like magnets. She's a sight for sore eyes, and I kept staring at her in disbelief that my bodyguard could look so incredibly amazing.

"This is what you want, correct?" she asked in a very seductive voice.

I had always wanted to do a cosplay like this but never imagined it would come true. She climbs towards the bed, her bosoms stretching her neckline down as she bends over and crawls toward me.

"Who are you, and what have you done to my bodyguard?" I jokingly teased her. "Thank you, whoever possessed Athena! I'm loving this new and improved version of her." I thought to myself.

She went on top of me, and my shaft instantly stiffened as soon as she began grinding me. I can feel her wetness underneath those sheer thongs rubbing on my now-awakened dragon. I drew her closer to me with my untied hand and pressed my fully erected shaft into her honey pot. She lets out a soft moan in a low tone. Then I ran my hands over her breasts, juggling and squeezing them gently.

"Your warm hands feel so good," she said in a low tone.

"Wait a second, I thought you couldn't feel anything. You are not capable of having feelings, emotions, or sensations." My jaw completely dropped when I heard her moan seductively.

She leaned closer to me and initiated a hungry kiss. For some reason, my body reacts according to her will, as if she had cast a spell on me. I immediately return her kiss full of lustful desire and deepen the kiss. We have a few minutes of mouth-watering moments.

I gradually intensified the kiss. Our lips are locked as my tongue slips inside her mouth. After tasting her sweet innocence and kissing her deeply and hard, she begins sucking the air out of my lungs and suffocating me with her kiss. For a minute, we got lost in the kiss. I tried to snap out of my lust because she was devouring me like a succubus, sucking the life out of my body. I pulled out of our kiss. She stared at me while we were both catching our breath.

"What's the matter, Junior? I thought you preferred it rough?" Her eyes squinted as she cast a dirty look at me.

It's as if she's inside my head, knowing exactly what I'm thinking. "Who or what are you?" I told myself. "Does she have psychic abilities?" I keep thinking. "How did she know I like to play it tough and rough?"

I'd never seen this side of her before, and to be honest, it's making all my wildest fantasies come to life. It's a dream come true, and I'm loving every minute of it.

"I want you inside me, Junior," she said flirtatiously and begged me.

I watched as she slowly slid her underwear down to her thighs and onto her legs before tossing it on the floor. I can feel her nakedness brushing and touching my love stick. She's making me so damn hard that my love machine is ready to command and conquer her territory. 

"Untie my other hand!" I demanded it of her in a commanding tone.

A loud noise echoed all over the room when she slapped my face so hard. I felt the blood rush to my cheek. I was so shocked that I wasn't able to speak. She drew my head close to her and sealed me with a passionate kiss before I could react.

"Please behave, Junior," she whispered in my ear.

"Is that necessary?" I exclaimed, still perplexed by her actions.

Another slap landed on my cheeks, and it truly hurt. I felt my soul almost leave my body and knock me down with that hard blow.

"Junior, we need to get moving. There is no more time!" She spoke in a dominant tone.

"There's no need to rush; we have plenty of time," I told her calmly.

"Junior, we need to go!" She exclaimed to me. Her features shifted into serious mode.

For some reason, she turned back to her old self with her serious tone and blank expression. Before I even reacted, another slap landed on my cheeks, but this time it was stronger and harder. Before I knew it, I was jolted awake from a deep slumber. Athena was sitting right next to my bed when I opened my eyes. She looked the same, with her usual corporate black suit and her hair tied in a bun.

"What happened?" I said, and I was surprisingly confused.

Damn, I can't believe that it was all a dream. It was too good to be true. It took me a while to come back to my senses before I finally understood what was going on. My medications were so strong that they had hallucinogenic side effects. No wonder she looks exactly like what I've been fantasizing about. Everything seems so real, and I can still feel the pain in my cheeks. I touched my face and felt the burning sensation, and I realized that everything was all a dream, but the slap was real.

"Did you just slap me?" My eyes widened in surprise, and I confusedly glared at her.

"Yes. I was trying to wake you up from a deep sleep. Our location has been compromised, and the enemies have already entered our defenses," she warned me.

She took my hand and helped me up onto my bed, and before we left, she paused and looked me over from head to toe, saying, "Are you having nightmares, Junior? You were making strange noises and talking in your sleep. Your face is excessively sweating, your body is cold and clammy, and your pants are wet." Her gaze was fixed on my dripping pants. "Did you pee?"

I can feel my face turning red and burning as I try to figure out how to respond to her awkward question.

"What can I say to explain my wet dreams? This is far too embarrassing!" I told myself. I was thinking about how to respond to her question when I felt her hand on my shoulder.

"You're zoning out, Junior," she said, staring at me.

"Did you say the enemy had breached our defenses?" I changed the subject and concentrated on what was most important. "What are we going to do now?"

"I already alerted your family and requested that they send us back up," she responded calmly. "For the time being, I will try to hold them down, but I need you to secure yourself and hide in the panic room," she carefully instructed me.

She led me to the panic room that was hidden behind the closet, and before she shut it, she looked into my eyes and said, "Stay here, and do not let anyone inside. No matter what happened to me, do not open the door. I will be back soon, okay?" She gave a reassuring smile.

How can she be so composed in this situation? She has no idea if she will return for me, but she manages to make me feel safe and protected even though she is going to war by herself. Is this how her brain's microchip works?

Inside the panic room, there are monitors for the CCTV camera that are placed in every corner of the safe house. I saw Athena go to the armory and put on a bulletproof vest before pulling out various types of ammunition. She crept into the living room and hid behind the couches, but the enemies barged in before she could prepare herself. They broke down the windows and doors that surrounded Athena. They had her trapped in the living room with nowhere to go.

"So you're the super soldier everyone's talking about," one of the men said to her. "You are supposed to be on our side," he remarked.

"I only serve one master, and I will protect him at all costs," she firmly stated.

They drew their guns and pointed them at her after saying those words. Athena used her quick reflexes to avoid the bullets and attack them one by one. Her shooting ability was flawless, and she hit every target without wasting a single bullet. She is an expert not only in shooting but also in hand combat and martial arts.

I watched her as she took down the enemies effortlessly and without a scratch. Despite her uncanny abilities, Athena is only human, and she is not invincible. The enemy just keeps coming, and she is fighting relentlessly. Although she is not showing exhaustion or pain, her movements are getting slower and her punches are becoming weaker.

Athena knew she was almost at her breaking point, but she continued to fight. The assassins knew that she was too strong, and to lure me out of hiding, they poured gasoline all over the house. Athena rushed to my room and went straight to the panic room.

"Junior, we have to leave," she said as she knocked on the door.

I opened the door and let her in right away. She then grabbed my hand and dragged me out of the room. We were about to leave when one of the assassins stopped us and pointed a gun at me. I was not able to dodge, but Athena shielded me and pushed me away. She was so focused on protecting me that she didn't have time to block and instead took the bullet for me.

"Athena!"  I screamed and dashed towards her.

"Junior, I'm fine. It's only a scratch." She said this while smiling at me.

Even though she is hurt, she is still trying to comfort me and make me feel better. She must be trained to comfort her master and keep a smile on her face even in difficult situations. She sustained more than just a scratch, judging from her blood loss.

"Don't die on me; that's an order!" I said it depressingly.

"Yes, master," she responded quickly.

We were just about to leave the house when we heard a voice coming from the kitchen.

"Junior, you can run but you can't hide," he said in a singsong manner. "We are going to wipe out every single one of the Dict clan, and we will track you down wherever you go!"

"Junior, run!" Athena exclaimed.

We ran as fast as we could, and the next thing I knew, a big explosion was coming from the safe house. The force of the impact was so strong that it blew us away. We both fell to the ground, and Athena used her body to cover me from the flying debris. Tears fall from my eyes at her action. I feel light-headed, and my vision has become hazy. Athena's unconscious body was the last thing I saw before I completely lost consciousness.