My Bodyguard

Chapter 35

Mia's POV

The party wasn't anything special to be honest.

I spent my time with Leon, his laughter vibrating the whole room. It was nice to talk to someone that you had in commons with.

I was pulled back from dancing with Killian, when Leon specifically asked for me. Of course I followed him, giving no thoughts on where he was leading me.

The next thing I knew was, Leon leaning against the wall and all of a sudden, he kneeled infront of me with his face between my legs.

His tongue expertly touched the right spot, making me shudder in response. I grip his hair between my fingers, urging him to continue.

He brought his fingers to the top of my dress, pulling them down and taking my breast in his hand. His fingers played and squeeze them.

He was nowhere finish, pushing himself to his feet and devoured my mouth.

We were currently in a spare room, with
nothing but a desk and chairs. The room was plain, assuming the whole castle was decorative with rich materials. I guess they don't use this room much often if they can't be bothered to send someone to decorate it.

His tongue danced with mine, his work on my breast never faltering. I locked my legs around his waist, pulling him close to me.

I don't know how long we've stayed like this, but the second Leon pulled back, I frown in confusion.

Only did I realise why he pulled away.

I watched him stumble back against the wall, a tall figure standing infront of me.

"Great," I mutter under my breath, pulling back my dress to its right position. I pushed off the desk I was sat on and crossed my arms. "We were in the middle of something you know."

Killian rolls his eyes in disgust. "I can see that," he spits.

I saunter over to Leon's body on the floor. I jab him on the side using my heel. He made a sound and hunched over.

"Get up. He barely touched you," I point out, grabbing his arm to help him up.

"You're such a bitch you know that," he fired back, smoothing out his suit.

I sent him a grin. "Don't I know it."

We both turn our attention to Killian's single cough. I raised my eyebrow, wondering why he's here in the first place. Leon stepped forward, an irritated look on his face.

"Can I help you with anything?" Mocking traced his words, eyeing Killian very carefully. Killian stood his ground, not fazed at how he even dare lay a hand on the Prince.

"I wish to speak to Mia," he simply replied.

Watching these two men trying to keep their cool is very entertaining. Why bother having a television, when you could watch these two instead.

"Wish denied. She stays with me," Leon answered. "I don't think she has anything to say to you. Seeming what kind of an asshole you treat her."