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The billionaire's bodyguard Plan In Ruin
**ANTONY SANTOS**. Noise.Incessant ringing at the back of my ear.Louder than a bell ringing.More annoying than an alarm clock on a Monday morning.It won't stop. It won't go down. It won't go away. Shit.My eyes fluttered open on their own accord.Shit.A massive puff of smoke hit my lids, forcing them to shut back.I got thrown off balance by the wind or smoke.Maybe both.What the hell happened?I heard a groan.Tracy Shit.I forced my eyes open again, desperately trying to locate her in this sand storm or whirlwind."Tracy."I croaked, coughing. Something hit hard against the back of my throat, I coughed harder trying to get my voice back"Tracy"I croaked harder. I could hear her moan in pain, but my sight was poor. I couldn't see anything. No damn thing.I heard the first and second explosion before ours went out.They knew exactly what they were doing. They knew that we'd make a run for it, but they couldn't calc
The billionaire's bodyguard We Have A Runner
**MR SCOTT**. The clock keeps ticking and I can't tell if it's just me, but the sound is so much more annoying than it used to be.I can hear my watch, or my senses are heightened due to the fact that I am terrified, worried, and curious.That's three diverse emotions all at once.Terrified for what went wrong during the operation. Agent Michael knew all too well that something will go wrong, this was his fail safe but I prayed that I won't have to use it.I guess I did.With almost three hours gone since they left, I'm left to wonder what the contents of this bag are.It's light as a feather, if it's empty I'll lose my shit.I'm worried about their safety.If there's anything this entire journey has pushed me into learning, it's the fact that we are all equals.I might be richer or more famous than the rest, but at this point I'm no different from either one.I can't worry for the safety or Tracy Scott alone, it's the a
The billionaire's bodyguard All Is Fair In Kisses And Battles
**MR SCOTT**. "Sir, there is someone here to see you."My male secretary walked in snapping me out of my short nap."I'm sorry.""It's fine. Who is it?""He didn't say his name. Just one word. Omega."The sleep fell off my face.That's not a coincidence."Let him in!"I exclaimed, adjusting my clothes.A young man strode in not too long afterwards.He and Antony are about the same age.He placed a device on the desk and turned it on."That disables all Comms that might be implanted in your office. I don't have a bathroom."He picked the briefcase by his side and unlockedit. "You initiated protocol omega roughly twenty minutes ago..."He trailed off which I expected to get a response from me.If I only I knew what the fuck that was.Regardless, I nodded since I did in fact send those emails."You are a civilian, so I assume with the case in question you are Mr scott. Her father. Am I right?"He brought a little iPad out from it, pressed the power button, got the pen from the side
The billionaire's bodyguard After Maths Of The Explosion
**MR SCOTT**. Is this stupid? Yes.Is there a chance I'll get caught and killed? A bigger yes.Will I dive into it regardless? Hell yes.Picking my keys from the desk, the set jingled around my arm while I typed the address in my cell for safe keeping then opened the door to leave."Highly predictable Mr Scott . Agent Michael suspected that you'll pull a stunt like this in the event that something went wrong.""Good. Don't try to get in my way or stop me. It won't end well."I seethed, clenching my fist by my side."He gave me the orders not to let you pursue him. I can't let you leave, I'm afraid."He crossed his hands, placing them in front of him while blocking my path.I rolled my eyes."You're joking. Let me pass."I demanded sternly, looking around for my secretary or anyone that could help me."I'm afraid I can't do that, Sir. I assure you that the bureau is doing everything possible to ensure no one gets hurt or dies, they will do their best to return everyone back to the
The billionaire's bodyguard The Rain
**TRACY SCOTT** Shut up. Shut the fuck up.He's kissing me. His actual lips are pressed against mine and his tongue is gliding over mine, wait a second he's trying to get in.That means I'm not responding or kissing him back.I'm too caught up in surprise that he is kissing me to respond to it.Then he pulled away."I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that."He cleared his throat and pulled back completely.Why didn't I kiss him back?He's thinking I don't want to make out with him when in fact I do.I truly need to stop zoning off, I need to stay in the present and do things.Ugh."Tracy. Please say something..."He held my arm, I shook out of my trance and met his gaze.His eyes were blinking rapidly, I could tell he was frightened, when in fact I feel cold and empty since he cut the kiss short.But is this the best time to make out?The Russians placed a target on our back. Antony Santos being dead and all the problems which are still unsolved in my life.
The billionaire's bodyguard Hidden Secrets
**TRACY SCOTT** After getting wholly drenched by the rain, I reached the car first and got in, Antony followed with a second or two behind.We were both panting, struggling to catch our breaths, but it's already raining heavily outside."What are you doing here? I thought you were going to stay there?"I pointed a finger towards the driver's seat and nudged my head forward.He arched his back, chuckling a little and so did I."I can just stay here a while then go back there because I'm exhausted."We shared another laugh. I looked around and the downpour intensified by the second."Lock the doors."I motioned to his side. He locked it and j secured all the windows, reached over for the jacket laying on the chair, tugging to it in search of what to do that'll keep me busy for the duration of this not to mention having to endure having Antony so close and being unable to do a damn thing with him.It's torture with him just sitting there, I can't kiss him. I
The billionaire's bodyguard Jealousy In The Battlefield
**TRACY SCOTT** "You took a phone in here?"That's a dumb question to ask, if he had a phone he would use it to call for help or something, yet I found myself asking."No. I didn't. I didn't even think there was cell service here considering the fact that the gas station I passed before getting here didn't have any. I figured that's how the entire area was. I guess not."He stood straight, slowly approaching the pigeon hole where the sound was coming from.As he opened it, the call ended almost immediately."It's an Android cell."I lifted my head above the seats to catch a peak of the cell phone."It seems as though it belongs to Shawn."He revealed, coming back to the back seat.I moved closer, having to raise my head a little or risk not getting a clear picture of what was happening."Password protected. It's a pin."He announced."Well. We can always do it. One two three four."I narrowed my gaze wondering if he thought Shawn was that stupid.He typed t
The billionaire's bodyguard Every Man For Himself
**AGENT MICHAEL**"I do not care the amount of pain I'm in at this moment, if you don't shut up and do exactly what I tell you to, I will find a way to get up from this bed, head over there and slap you so hard you'll fall unconscious again."I threatened, squeezing my eyes further."Be useful and check this entire room for a first aid kit or anything, get me painkillers then after that I want you to go into the bathroom and get a bowl of water so I can try to "wash" my eyes if that's a thing. Hurry because as soon as they come back, they will try to ask questions and we have no clue what's happening. Then it's dead. Dead. Dead. Better step on it."I ordered. That seemed to get him back into gear. I heard his rushed footsteps scattered all over the room, I heard him drag cabinets in search of what I asked.It's too much to check if the door was left open then order him to go outside to see if there are any pain meds. That's too much, right?"Found it!""Holy Christ! Are you trying to
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The billionaire's bodyguard 157 THE END
**TRACY SCOTT**. "Where do you want to go?"Jimmy asked, dirverting into the main road.It's a miracle we've even gotten this far without any reporters trying to bash into the car or take pictures. Maybe they don't have vans?I'm almost sure Father would have gotten the news by nowThey've flock around the office begging for a comment or the house.I expected it. In fact I want it.The more influence I have, the more people get to hear the truth.Father can't oppose this even. That man killed his wife. He took me for days and now they're going to just let him go.Well I'll be dammed.Just like clockwork, my cell began ringing.Lucky guess it's Ethan. He's calling to rant aboutIt'll be rude not to answer, plus I'm not ashamed of what I've done I'll repeat it if necessary."What is it?"I snapped. From the corner, Jimmy's brows shot up."I just wanted to say congratulations. I'm happy you're going to do something that n
The billionaire's bodyguard 156
**TRACY SCOTT**. Murmurs. Bickering. Incessant sounds that's currently irking. Echoing in my ear and makes me want to scream. Maybe they'll shut up.More reporters are gathering since I've gotten what I wanted. For this to air live. For the entire world to hear me.For the whole world to see and understand my plague. To know why I went through and decide for themselves if what's going to happen is the right thing. It's not. They know it. It's why they'll stand up and stop it. I hope."Everyone is eager to understand what I'm about to say. I'll tell you and since this is live, there won't be any miscommunication."My eyes went above their heads as the teachers would advise us while we gave our speeches. I wished I hadn't done that though.For the side entrance, I noticed Antony burst out with Ethan behind him.Perfect. I had all the media attention, they weren't affected by two men.I turned away. Antony's eyes move
The billionaire's bodyguard 155
TRACY SCOTT**. Jimmy loves me. I should not be considering that with everything that's happening and all that's at stake, but in some weird way I can't help the tingles all around me with the realization that Jimmy loves me.He's actually in love with me. I know that because what we about to do is similar to jumping off a cliff with no safety on, he's willing to do that.I think he is. Maybe he'll just walk me up to it, tell me what to do then leave me hanging.He'll remain neutral in the dealings and I'll face the music myself.I would not blame him. It's typically the smart thing to do.Ethan. Antony. They should all stay away from me. The best thing to do is taking it all head on.In fact involving anyone else will just make matters worse.I'm the center piece of everything.It started with me. It should end with me."Are you reconsidering it? I won't lie to you, it'spolitical suicide, that what we would call it
The billionaire's bodyguard 154
**TRACY SCOTT**. "How about here, it says foreign nationals who have committed a crime...""We can't use that, they'll argue that he didn't actual commit the crime.""That would make no sense?"I cringed my nose in utter confusion."In theory, it would not but if they did that, they'll make a center piece of the American justice system, they'll bring it out on the open for anyone interested to ask as many questions as they'd like and trust me, there are some many people interested in the system.""Ugh."I fell on the chair, tossing the books aside."Maybe we take a five minutes break..."He was interrupted by my cell phone."I'm sorry, I should get this."I slipped my hand into my pocket silently praying it wasn't my father or Antony, in that case I won't have to get anything.It wasn't. Ethan was calling. From the burner. How nice."Yes?"I answered. No filter needed. I didn't want to talk to any of them from that p
The billionaire's bodyguard 153
153**TRACY SCOTT**. "Tracy wait! I'm confused because it's as though both of you just shut me out in an instant. What is going on here? One minute I think maybe in actually part of the team or whatever shit and the next you're gone with him, you disappear for almost half an hour. What happened?"I held my purse, twirling in the free space outside."Get rid of the substance in your car, we do not want anyone getting a whiff of what that thing might be. It won't do anyone good."I instructed instead of answering the question."Tracy. you're just avoiding the question and I thought you would not be mad for telling Antony.""I'm not mad. Come on, do I seem mad? If I dol apologise for giving you the wrong impression, I am not."I giggled, palming my lips to stiffen it when it got too weird."I'm sorry we didn't take you in with us. I only got ten minutes and somehow you were lost in between, it wasn't my intention."His
The billionaire's bodyguard 152
152**TRACY SCOTT**. You're weak. You're fragile. That's what they think. That's what they'll never say to your face, but it's the reason they pet you in believing things which aren't actually true.They're all liars. They've been lying to you for the longest time. That is the truth. You can't trust any of them.Those are Antonov's words from earlier today replaying in my head like a broken record.When he dropped the last bombshell, the concluding piece of the puzzle in my head, the little secret Antony was keeping, I grew numb while seating on that chair.I kept my hands folded, staring into space.My head was faced forward, probably making eye contact of some sort with him, but I was not there physically.My mind had wandered off, making up the scenes in my head.How it happened. Who she was. Why he did it.I created an answer for each of those questions after which more would just pop up. That's howmy mind work
The billionaire's bodyguard Will There Be An End?
**TRACY SCOTT**. I need a grip. A tight grip and maybe a lid. A grip on these whirling emotions inside me, like a storm and I'm in the fucking eye.An hour ago I was prepared, willing, and heaven knows I was ready to commit first-degree murder and not even blink.That's how mad I was. Was it anger? Or hurt? Or thirst for vergence? That would be fueled by either the former or latter before it?I'm not sure what it is, but it's there.I can feel it inside of it, it's burning and it keeps increasing with each passing minute.I would have killed that man, I would have done so without so much as blinking.That's how vicious I have become.Ethan was the only anchor left, if it wasn't for him I would have finished Antonov off.For now, I just need to stay in the same room with him.I need to look him in the eye and figure out why he ruined my life.Why did he kill my mother?Why did he start this goose chase for me decades
The billionaire's bodyguard More Skeletons To Come
**ANTONY SANTOS**. "Why are you looking at me like that?"She asked after moments of silence reigned between us, neither bothering to utter a word. There weren't much seating positions in the gun range, so we merely relaxed our back over the wall, giving the other breathing space.Something I hadn't realised I needed, but I did."Like what?"I moved my shoulders, carefully flipping my front hair backwards and moving my eyes away which were raking her body with suspicion."Like I'm damaged goods. You're looking at me as though I'm damaged goods. It's what's going around and I can't seem to wrap my head around the look. It's getting annoying. Stop looking at me like that "She snapped, standing straight."I'm not looking at you like you're damaged goods. I would never think that, that's just being insensitive and anyone who is doing such hasn't the slightest clue of what you've been through nor has the right to judge
The billionaire's bodyguard A Threesome Murder [II]
**ETHAN RAMIREZ**I searched the room with my eyes, it had cleared out leaving just us three. Antony and I standing metres away from one of the ranges, Tracy standing by the door with a smug look on her face that shows she's not exactly happy with either of us.What comes next is her feeling all too betrayed by both of us, but I'm sure Antony can handle it.I hope. I hope I didn't underestimate her angry she is at him, angry enough not to listen to a word he had to say, she has only made eye contact with him once since she walked in here and even then, she tore her gaze away quickly."I asked a question but it would seem no one is willing to give a weird answer. Since when did both of you become besties because that's what this seems. A get together for besties."She squirmed her shoulders, her tone dripping with sarcasm and mockery."Tracy..."She crossed her hand quickly, leaving one outside to place ahead of me and halt whatevermovement I had planned"I asked a question, Ethan. I
