The Politician's Wife

The bodyguard

3rd Pov

At the Nelson residence, quite and calm the only indication of life were the birds chirping and the soft snores leaving a black haired woman's sleeping mouth. Draped in thick white blanket curled up in the fetus position on her black couch in the couple's living room, she slept soundly.

Outside of their house a black BMW parked in the drive way, from the driver's side Rayon Nelson stepped out of the car accompanied by another male maybe two to the three inches taller than him.

"Keep in mind my wife can be a bit dramatic, so take whatever she says with a grain of salt" Rayon spoke up turning to the other man.

"Yes, sir" he gave a simple reply to the the former.

Making their way to the door Rayon and the unknown male followed behind him dragging a suitcase. The taller male kept quite observing his surrounding as Rayon opened the door to the house stepping inside.

The sound of the door opening had woken Angelina from her nap, sitting up with a yawn, her focus had gravitated to the opened door as she tries to get rid of the sleepiness by rubbing her eyes. Watching as Rayon's figure walked through the door accompanied by another male dragging a suitcase dressed in sky blue button down shirt, black pants and shoes.

"Since when were you into guys?, got better taste than I do" she whisper under her breath as a scowl adorns her features at the two males in front of her.

"Did you forget I live here too, stop bringing your flings here there not welcomed God Damn it what's wrong with you?"

As those words left her lips pure confusion adorn their faces as they process the meaning of what she said. As realization dawned on them, their face converted from confusion to complete disgust and repulse as they instinctively stepped away from each other.

"What the fuck Angelina!" Rayon exclaimed feeling rather offended she'd go that far.

'Is this what he meant by taking everything she says with a grain of salt' the taller male thought with a blank look on his face.

"What? I wouldn't put it passed you that you were suddenly into guys" she responded shrugging her shoulders while crossing her legs.

During this interaction the third party came to a conclusion that the married male is in fact a cheater and has tried to bring his flings home having no consideration for his wife or her feeling, he couldn't say anything about it because it wasn't his place to say as such regarding the matters of their marriage so he choose to stay quiet.

"If he isn't one of your playthings then who is he?" she asked looking directly at the male in question.

Turning his head he made eye contact with the blackhaired woman, brown eyes clashed with narrowed green ones as they had a short starring match.

"His name is-" Rayon's sentence got cut off before he could finish.

"I wasn't talking to you" Angelina shot a short glare to her husband before turning to the other male beside him.

"I was talking to him not you, I think he knows his own name to speak it on his own without the assistance from the likes of you" she said standing from her seat to approach the taller male.

"So how about it, what's your name?" She asked with a small smile.

He blinked a couple times as if to comprehend the situation but something in his gut told him that how she asked him for his name wasn't as friendly as she said it, it came off as an order and he oblige.

"Daichi Williams" his curt reply had a low British Baritone yet gravelly at the same time.

"Great, are you thirsty tea or water?" Angelina asked making her way to the kitchen as the two followed behind her like lost puppies.

"Water is fine" he replied

She nod and to the island to find a glass in the cupboard.

"Why did you drag him here Ray?" She questioned her husband giving him a glance while filling a glass with water.

"Simple he's your new bodyguard" he replied taking a seat on the stool.

"Huh why?" she asked confused passing the glass of water to Daichi then resting her left hand on her chin looking at Rayon expectantly awaiting for answers.

"I received these today during when you came, someone's blackmailing me using you as their leavage" he replied passing the letter marked urgent in bold.

The contents of the letter were all photos of Angelina in her household cooking, napping on the couch even while walking around town doing grocery shopping accompanied by the words "drop out from running for re-election ". She didn't know what to feel, well she was annoyed and creeped out that she doesn't have any privacy in her own home anymore but she felt fear for one's life.

"What the fuck" she whispered under her breath contemplating her life choices, why the hell did they use her when he was the target, why go out your way to find her when he was always at his office with his hands up his employee's skirts. There's more blackmail material their than settling for her of all things.

She wasn't going to throw a tantrum over it, it is for her safety besides Daichi looks like a capable guy so she'll accept the jester from her husband this once.

"Fine, he can stay" she sigh rubbing her forehead.

"Did you buy the bread pudding I asked for?" Angelina stare at him intently.

"I..uh forgot" he mumbled out.

"Your sleeping on the couch tonight" she scowled at him disappointedly turning away from him to Daichi.

"Have any allergies I should know about? " she inquired.

"None that I know of" he said glancing from her to her husband trying to figure out their dynamics.

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