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The billionaire's bodyguard Residual Pain
**MR ANTONY SANTOS**~Day TenIt's midnight. A few minutes past a least.After standing at the entrance for over half an hour, the shock still didn't fall off my face.It's one thing to be a criminal mastermind, evading the capture of the FBI while working for the Russians, it's another thing to do all of that while pretending to be an informant.It's dancing on both sides of the field.It's sick and twisted and I can't imagine how Agent Michael must feel.He was his informant.It was he who told him things about the operation and currently the details of the land Tracy is suspected to be on.If he finds out, the guilt will beared by him, all eyes would turn to him and all fingers would point to him as they judge him for making that mistake.Agent Michael went back to the hut filled with computers.In this moment, I was able to lift one leg up andmove.Getting to the hut, I opened it and he was frisking.His hands were shaking, swiping on the screen in different directions.He sniffl
The billionaire's bodyguard Under The Influence
**TRACY SCOTT**~Day NineThe worse kind of feeling is falling asleep while crying, you wake up with a massive headache, runny nose, a heavy heart and the inability to do anything else except lay in one spot and think about your life.I remember crying ever night after my mom died. I'd cry while staring at her pictures, watching our old videos locked up in my room away from everyone else and the world.It feels as though history is repeating itself a second time.I'm crying over the loss of someone I love.First it was my mother, now it's Antony . My bodyguard. How ironic.A married man who I'm supposed to have no emotional attachment for, yet can't get him off my mind even in death.It should be evening by now considering the sun had gone down and it was dark outside."Finally. She wakes!"Tina exclaimed, clapping her hands as she walked in. "I was considering strangling you while you're asleep, but I rather prefer you die extremely painful. I want my face to be the last thing you see
The billionaire's bodyguard The Wrong Kind Of Saving
**TRACY SCOTT** ~Day NineI wrapped my hands around his neck, placing my palms on both sides of his cheeks.What am I doing?Breaking away, I shoved him lightly, gulping down what was left of the kiss.I got up almost immediately, pacing around the room.He trailed behind me, his hands circling my waist, spinning me around, crushing his lips on mine all over again."Stop."I struggled, my protes barely audible to my ears.He deepened the kiss, his hands reaching my back, then moving down to my ass, he squeezed softly, I moaned straight in his mouth, my hands trailing downwards to grab his members.I held it, stroking his length while it remained in his pants.My self control is struggling to get free, put an end to this madness, but it's the burn at the back of mythroat and the alcohol coursing through my veins that gives me the strength to control.This is exactly what I need to distract myself.Soon enough, he tugged at the bottom of my strength, my cue
The billionaire's bodyguard All Out War [I]
**ANTONY SANTOS**. ~Day Ten"What is the plan?"I inquired, seating in the back.He took a harsh turn in a hurry to reach the search radius."No clue, I think I'm just going to wing it.""I thought the first rule of being an Agent is to always have a plan."I quoted him."Alright then. The plan is to save Tracy Scott ."He took another turn."I like this plan.""Great. Let's try to see it through no matter what.""That we can both agree on."He took a final turn as we approached thesurrounding areas."They are already here."I pointed to the vehicle parked in front."That's not good."He parked the car a little far from the other.We jumped down and handed me a gun"You do know how to use one right?"I stared at him like he just asked if I knew how to breathe."I will take that as a firm yes. We don't have much time. Let's go.""Go where? We don't know where they
The billionaire's bodyguard All Out War [II]
**ANTONY SANTOS**. ~Day TenAt the end of the tunnel, we met a door blasted open from the outside, probably locked from the inside.Shawn has been busy.Around the door about four Russians laid dead.He singlehandedly took them out? Ryder deserted him as I sure other members of his "team" did as well. He clearly does not need them.I crossed over the bodies into the next part of the base.It got even worse from there.All around they were dead bodies, Shawn passed through here killing everyone who stood in his path.Just then, Michael pulled towards the corner as we heard footsteps."He found the entrance. He's inside. Every available men should go there now. Boss's orders!"One of them roared to the rest of them.They left in the opposite direction as Michael and hide behind those drums."We need to trail them. They will lead us to Tracy and the rest of them"Michael whispered, slowly coming out.I followed his movements,
The billionaire's bodyguard One. Two. Three. Kamboom.
**ANTONY SANTOS**. ~Day Ten"Should have chosen to remain back here. Would've gladly let him get blown to bits...."I grumbled, parting the door slightly to see if it was okay to move.He stood behind me letting me take lead and if possible all the fire.I got my gun out, securing both sides before venturing out."Cover me!"I yelled for Agent Michael.I tugedd on Ethan's arm so he wouldn't be so fucking slow.The gun shot went off but it wasn't from my gun. It whizzled past us, I turned and it hit one of them behind us."Fantastic aim."I commended, narrowing my gaze. He twisted his lips then his gaze landed on Ethan.Those eyes widened in recognition so at least I'mnot the one who has a problem with hhsi traitor."She'll explain apparently. She's the one who asked for this.""Well it better be an air tight explanation."Michael added. I could kiss him now for staying on my side."We'll see, but first we have to leave t
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
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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
