The hot bodyguard

  I shifted gazes and by that, I meant selecting on what portion of his body to focus at. His bulging abs or his wonderfully shaped face, plump full wet slips and oh my as I look a little farther lower, I think maybe I may just get an outline of his dick, what am I even thinking picturing insane things like that. I genuinely need to rest my head, he's my bodyguard, there should be professional limits.

       

     Beginning today, I'm going to not think about him. "Morning Sir." He welcomed showing civility and even his voice was heated. It's Enough to snap me out of my crazy ideas. Thankfully, I didn't get to finish that statement in my head,because otherwise I wouldn't be able to stop my imaginations from running wild all morning. I have to admit, he is beautiful. He had this careless vibe surrounding him that's making me lose my willpower. That fascinated me. I'm usually rigid, harsh yet he's making me fumble without so much as a dialogue. "Get it together Tracy You do neither want nor need a bodyguard. You took care of yourself." I warned, forcing a grimace on my face. It was very hard holding it there while gazing at him. It's like my insides turn to jelly. What's happening to me? He's the enemy not a buddy and surely not an attraction either.

   

    "You are the new bodyguard. Antony . You came on time, that spoke good of you."His name took me off- balance for a second but of course, my father delivered a compliment to make him feel better and mask that he might be dying soon. Such a handsome face, such a waste. Ah well,it's to my advantage. I shouldn't care, maybe I'd joke around before he gets shot at by some random thug. "I would like to chat with you for a minute. At my office, so we may accomplish everything." My dad's conduct triggered something to stir within me. Antony becomes my bodyguard, yet I've omitted a chunk of their conversation? Once again, dad dearest decided and treated me like a kid. I clenched my fist in annoyance watching them depart. This time, however, I resolved to do something about it and silently follow them to eve's drop on their chat. I may find out something juicy,preferably something about his life. A clue. "Take a seat. You've been briefed already. 

    

   Are you okay with your salary? If you're not, we could work on anything." The voices are weak, but I can make out those words from my dad. He deceived himself thinking the money would be used to buy his way out of everything. Despite the worth of human life, I've never felt this much-disgust for anything before. "No Sir, it's fine by me." He responded. For a minute there, I figured he'd be like.every social climber who comes across my dad. I mean this work is incredibly risky. It would be justified to ask for more money therefore why does he agree immediately? Why has he been so different? I listen further trying to find the slightest excuse to feed my hatred towards him, he already scored points by being drop dead handsome. "My daughter's life is the most important thing to me, thus I want you to be close toher.''He requested eliciting an eye roll from me. Like I am a fucking toddler.

     

  I'm sorry Mister, your daughter? I'm going to guard your daughter?"He questioned and from behind the door, I heard the surprise tinged in histone. I smiled maliciously at myself. He had no clue what he signed up for."Yes."My dad reacted in a neutral tone.

This was becoming fairly interesting.

"I simply expected that it'll be you."Antony answered in a strained voice,almost as if he didn't want to shield me and for some reason, it upset me, or is it my ego? Everyone wants me. Absolutely everyone.

"Not. I can handle myself, it's my jewel who needs protection." I groaned,internally wished he would stop speaking about me like I'm a weak kid. Likewise, I was an adult."Would that alter anything?"My father asked and there was silence for a second or two before he spoke out."Not." He replied, and they were back to talking about the rest of their agreement. The boring elements, his living arrangements.as well as his day offs. All old news to me, so I slowly crept away from the door without making a sound. I was back to relaxing on the couch and my thoughts of breakfast returned.

  

 Minutes later, they both stepped out just as I completed a plate of pancakes. He was going to move into the house, follow me around, and basically, guard me. One last thing Mister Antony ," Dad said, making him halt for a second. They had no clue I was in the dining room listening in."Antony. How sexy." "The connection between you and my daughter is Platonic. Are I clear?"My dad made use of his domineering voice, making me giggle lightly.``Really dad!"I muttered to myself after his mild threat.``

  

   Sir In that aspect there's no problem,I'm a married guy."He said making my face falls.All my thoughts of his sexy,hot, and drool-worthy body broke into a million pieces. It's understandable, any woman in her right mind would leap at the possibility of being married to him,so it makes sense. Doesn't alter that it's such a turn-off. With that in mind, I've found my reason to hate him, so I can get rid of him."Oh really, that's perfect then though it didn't show on your fi

le." 

   

    My dad reasoned but I waved it off "We liked to keep things low-key." He answered, making me snort. "Turned off. Back to kicking him out. tracy scott needs no man." I murmured before walking away in irritation. I didn't even know why. "Tracy." My father calls out. I walk up to him faking ignorance.``This is your new bodyguard. "Antony Santos ``Yeah, I know." My subconscious supplied a mocking retort, but I'm too smart to say it to his face.``You're not permitted to go anywhere without him. His room is practically next to yours so getting his attention would not too hard." Huh The final section grabbed every bit of my attention. Curse his marriage. With his room directly next to mine, a lot of things would've been possible but regrettably, he's tied by an oath. 

    

   "Mr Antony, you should go fetch your belongings and move in. You can still see your wife,but I hope you appreciate that we should have you near." Dad said, making me scoff. If it were up to me, I wouldn't let him go back home. After having a long bath filled with thoughts of my new gorgeous yet married bodyguard, I strode downstairs, and he's busy watching a movie.Someone's made himself rather comfortable, I heard him move in and our rooms aren't far away at all. We could converse through the barriers. It starts now.

  

   If my dad doesn't fire him, I'll simply have to annoy him, so he'll quit. That'll be simple because I have an immaculate record of bothering people."Game on..." I thought to myself walking towards the Television. I shut it off and I folded my arms, stood in front of him with my arms akimbo. His eyes twinkled in confusion.

     "I'm not permitted to go anywhere you're not there. I need to go see someone." I said as harshly as possible and he sighs. Not only that, but I couldn't help but ogle at him, I mean can you blame me?.Everything he does is just so gorgeous and really sexy but no, he's married,and I need to constantly tell myself.Yet, he'll be just unqualified like the rest of them. One week tops and he's either murdered or quits.

     

   "By the way, I hope you can drive? Dying by accident wouldn't be a good look for me. " I mumbled, my voice tinged with arrogance precisely the way I wanted. But then, he did the most surprising thing. Nothing. Not even a facial frown or a sign. Nothing at all. He disregarded my statement, got up from the couch, and made his way outside. At This precise moment, crimson is all I see.

"No one ignores me. Hasn't he read or heard about me? Doesn't he know who I am?

How could he simply walk away and not even respond? Who the heck does he think he is? Oh! Anthony Santos, game fucking on. " I spouted in rage.