All Chapters of Submitting to my Alpha Bodyguard : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

FLAMESELEVEN YEARS AGOThe wind howled from both sides accompanied by the gushing torrent that hit us without mercy.I held onto the hope that two years of working in Sam’s docks had toughened me to be a good enough sailor. The rope sinking in my palms, I tugged on it trying my best to hold the mast up. The waves hit our little dinghy harder and harder till I was the one heaving a silent Mary that we somehow made it out alive.“Come on! Work with me! Fucking work with me!” I hollered wiping the dark hair that had stuck to my face faster than barnacles on a shipwrecked boat.We’d barely moved past the tide and if there was one thing Michael Tonelli was good at, was catching strays. Especially strays that tried eloping with his daughter.“We are stuck, aren’t we?”I jerked my gaze to the girl cocooned at the farthest end of the boat. She was right and I hated it.We were stuck.We were in the middle of a storm. Sitting ducks was what we were. Her father without a doubt had already sent

MIA “Don’t test me, Mia. You either get on the bed or I make you. The latter won’t be so pretty”, he declared with so much trepidation that my body shook with fear.Then again when had I never not been scared? This was my life, living in constant fear that the man in front of me would one day end my life at any second.His eyes like a storm brewing so fiercely, he charged forward and I took two steps back. His lush brown hair fell on his forehead as he tugged on his belt trying to do what he’d done to me for years.“You think you can run, huh? Don’t make this hard than it already is”“Than it already is? My life’s a living hell because of you!” I shouted carrying all the emotions I had stashed away since my dear old dad gave me to him.“Little bird has grown a back bone huh? Little birdie has a mouth now”, he mocked and I hated him and his bullshit nickname for me.“This is the last straw, Bryant. You are never going to hurt me again. You are never going to do as much as touch me b

MIA“JESUS CHRIST, quit staring”How could I not stare. We were in the confines of a private plane. We were going to some unknown place that the asshole of a man failed to inform me about.I went to him for help but this was not the kind of help I wanted. I wanted a fake id, new documents, something that wouldn’t easily make Bryant find me.“I will if you tell me where we are going”, I said with equal disdain.He hated me. I hated him. I could tell by the instantaneous taps of his big as fuck boots, he would rather have been anywhere but here. Trapped with me.“You’ll know when we get there”He replied so distantly checking his gun for the hundredth time. If I didn’t know any better, I’d say he was planning on how he’d get me to shut up with one bullet.“How long is there?”He snorted placing his gun down on the coffee table and taking another shot of whiskey.“I’m not the one flying the plane, am I?”His replies were as instant as they were lethal. He made no attempt to hide the fact

MIAIF HE WASN’T A COMPLETE asshole, the knots tightening in my stomach would ease up.My nerves in disarray, I panicked. The weather for the most part did nothing but haul harder reminding me that in seconds, my leg would be blown to smithereens.“Don’t move”, Andro nudged and my feet really wanted to move.Add in the cold, the life-threatening predicament I was in and I wanted nothing but to turn the other way and run as fast as my weak legs could manage.But running or moving was going to kill me faster than frost bite hit the man in front of me.Kneeling on the thickly covered ground that was snow, I glanced at his back. Watching the muscles at his back contract and expand like pistons working together to get the job done.“Fuck!” he grunted digging into the snow with his bare hands and I winced at his actions.“L-Leave me”, my voice wobbled.I was a goner anyway the minute I stepped foot outside Bryant Knox’s mansion.“No can do, Tonelli. You die, I lose my money”, Flames’ voice

MIA THE BRAVEST thing I had done? For starters, leaving Bryant knowing very well I put a target on my back when I did.This...what I was doing right now wasn’t close to valiant. I was crying…hard and pathetically and that wasn’t a good look on me because the two hundred pounded man clung to my shoulders threatening to pass out again any moment.My lips quivered; I bit my lower lip toning down the tears constricting my throat and it hurt. The snow didn’t cease but continued to yowl at us till it made sure we knew it didn’t give a shit about a bleeding man and a woman who was too wind and bones to drag said man to the cabin.He was heavy.Insanely heavy for a normal man.For a moment there when he passed out, I thought he’d died and the gun shook in my hands. I hated him and I might have wished for his death at one moment of weakness but I never ever wanted him to die. Whether we both liked it or not, I needed him, he needed me and fate had deemed us inseparable.Him dying meant I was