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The billionaire's bodyguard Post Case Crisis [II]
**ANTONY SANTOS**. The kiss started quick and fast. There wasn't any tilting head or gliding tongue against each other tenderly so much so there wasn't any love.There was just desire and passion and I wouldn't have had it any other way.She stayed on my laps, dropping her head lower then planting her lips over mine, it's a shame since I couldn't really do much in this position, I just sat back and enjoyed what was being done tome.****"Tracy, you're mad at me. You're mad at everyone, it's making you do things"She dipped her head, aiming for a kiss. I carefully dodged, holding both hands of hers in place."Does that make more sense to you than its ringing at the back of my head that you're not actually married to anyone so I can do thiswithout an ounce of guilt and that realization just makes me thirsty."She dropped her head a second time, a successful attempt since I let her kiss me.A part of what she said was right
The billionaire's bodyguard Post Case Crisis [III]
**ANTONY SANTOS**. "I'll drop you off at your place. We can talk on the way."I sighted the SUV from my end.He better have a damn good explanation."I can literally hear you puffing from here, it's not like you can beat me up."He joked behind me.My tightened knuckles are saying otherwise, I'm over the edge and highly tempted to do something, but he's older which hasn't been a problem with anyone else in the past, but I'll have to accredit him as Tracy's father and with what's going on now, punching her father is a terrible idea."Get in."One of his guards pulled the door for both of us. He's gotten twice the amount of guards. IfAntonov gets out of holding, these will be nothing."You're angry. I can tell.""Back at the FBI, we were on the same side, youwanted that man as far away from your daughter as possible, we agreed that as long as he betrayed us once, he could do it again. I'm just confused because I fail to u
The billionaire's bodyguard Post Case Crisis [IV]
**ANTONY SANTOS**. "Why are you calling me? Where are we?"Michael flipped the switch. The entire hall lit up, the lightning making a particular noise in each section."Where do you think?"He nudged forward."Well, it's a shooting range. That answers the latter question. The former?"He reached into one of the sections, picking two revolvers.One for me and one for him."What are we doing?""What are we doing Antony ? We are letting out all our anger and frustration on that unsuspecting dummy."He aimed the gun at the practice object."Why?""Why? That's because if you shoot this dummy, no one will hold you responsible but if you shoot or beat Ethan, you will get into trouble."He shoved the gun in my chest, I threw my hair to my back, facing the object."What's your gain in this? There's no way you're doing it for the fun of it, there's another motive, so what is it for you?"I took the safety off, aiming carefully."We
The billionaire's bodyguard The Trial [I]
**ANTONY SANTOS**. "The trail starts today right?"I asked Michael. After taking a shower, I picked my things and left in the car which was returned to me sometime. I'm not sure when theyeventually brought it back, but they did and no one cared to alert me.It's fine."The trail doesn't start today, it's not a pop quiz where you can actually wake up one day and decide when it starts.""So when does the trail start?""The trail starts in a few days. Maybe three at most. That's when the congressional hearing will be in a court. If he pleads guilty and I hope he does, it'll make everything so much easier with all the evidence already in our possession.""And if he doesn't plead guilty?""If he decides to remain stubborn and does not plead guilty, then we'll have to take him down in court.""We have everything?""Stop overthinking things, Antony . You know as much as I do the evidence in our possession and what it entails, fo
The billionaire's bodyguard The Trial [II]
**ANTONY SANTOS**. "Director...""No, do not even start Agent. Your duty is to this office and organisation."He shot his finger to the back, pointing straight at Michael.Well he's not as stupid as the press to buy the story of the FBI not wanting me to speak out."Sir with all due respect, my duty is to the citizens and getting justice.""Yes and that is what this agency is meant for! There is no difference!"He mashed his teeth in his mouth, keeping his angry gaze on me.I'm not sure what I did yet and why everyone keeps looking at me like I killed someone."Do you have any idea what you have done Mr Antony ?""In fact I don't. I'm more confused than anyone else in the room. I'm thinking I went out there and gave the statement so the press will call for his head. That way he won't be able to hurt anyonebecause they will bury him."I mouthed slowly."That is exactly what you did. Nothing short of a masterpiece!"
The billionaire's bodyguard The Trial [III]
**ANTONY SANTOS**. "I'm just going to take this away from you and keep it. In fact I shouldn't have brought you to a shooting range in the first place."He pulled my two hands, urging me to leave this range. What's strange is how I've grown connected to one building in days. I don't see myself doing anything aside from shootingthings. More importantly shooting Antonov Vasquez."I can handle myself.""No you can't. You're thinking there's no way out. No legal way out. No way out where you don't end up in prison when this is done so you're taking the lethal option. The chemical one. The very bad option and the Antony I know sees that it is. That option because tteee is no way in hell I'll stand here and watch you commit murder."He snapped."I wasn't ..""You were. The first step to getting it out of your head is admitting that you were. After that you get it out because if you so much as touch a finger on his hair
The billionaire's bodyguard Planning A Murder [I]
**TRACY SCOTT**. -TWENTY FOUR HOURS EARLIER"I'm sorry about what happened outside, he just....""I don't care."I clipped, stretching my arms."You what?""Don't care."I shrugged my shoulders."Tracy...""Yes?"I replied courtly, falling to the bed with my legs spread across each end.I saw how he was looking at me. Like I had gone completely mad and in some strange sense, it was beginning to feel like I had."You don't care?"How many times had he asked that already? Do I have to write it down on a piece of paper orsomething?"Nope. I do not care."I looked to the ceiling, blowing out the air through my lips."I'm confused.""Why?"I lifted half my body off the bed, leaving the other half to rest comfortably. Thereafter, I cocked my head a little over to the left meeting his confused expression."Why? I mean...""You think I saw you and Antony out there and I'll feel what? Angry? Upset? Oh for fuck sakes would y
The billionaire's bodyguard Planning A Murder [II]
**ETHAN RAMIREZ**-TWENTY FOUR HOURS EARLIER.I just conceded to aiding and abetting murder.It's not the first time such is occuring, I've done it before but with a different client if I'm permittee to use that phrase.The other time something like this happened was with the man I just agreed to kill.First it was Shawn. It started with Shawn. He sent me inside to spy on her and you're well aware of how the story goes.The brave soldier sent in after getting his head filled with a bunch of nonsense. He practices everything, how the inflitration will go and what needed to be done to achieve success.Alas everything shots down to hell when the said soldier finds out what he truly signed up for. It's nothing like what he hoped.And the story goes forth till we find ourselves in this corner, on this side of history.I have to say this one too many times before I believe it. Now that I just had that little dash through memory lane, I have to commend myself.No one is going to do is for me
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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
