Adam
"I don't care if no one actually broke in. She's not staying there." Jacob repeats on the phone.
"That's not a good idea." I scan the street in front of her building, standing in front of the gate.
On my right, a bald man with round sunglasses and tight yellow shorts is taking his dog on a speed-walk.
"Damn!" He throws me a quick head-to-toe look, twisting towards me as he passes.
"Why not?" Jacob asks.
"Because, sir..." I pretend to struggle with my words. Sometimes, you have to play dumb to not poke fragile egos. "She tends to put herself in danger when she's anxious."
"She won't."
I pinch my nose. You stubborn, ignorant, fat shit. "She almost crashed into a tree with a golf cart."
"When?"
"Well, I started yesterday. Why don't you do the math?"
"You new here, my hunky croissant?" The guy with the dog pops back. He circles me, smiling widely at my crotch. "Oooh, what a big boy!"
"Christ," I grumble, stalking away from him.
"I'll help you control her, don't worry." Jacob reassures on the other line.
"Call me!" The man behind me cries out.
I don't know who I want to kill first. This horny lunatic or Jacob for treating his daughter like an incompetent dog.
"I don't need to control my client. I control her environment." I pass the building gates and head upstairs. "You hired me to keep her safe? That means removing her from places that cause her physical and emotional threat. If you're not happy with how I work, find someone else."
We both know he won't. I'm the best option he has. None of his low grade servants have the guts to take a bullet for his precious legacy.
"If anything happens to my girl—" he says as I unlock Selena's door.
"Can I give you a tour of the place?" She's already in front of me before I step in.
"Um..." I hang up on Jacob, sweeping a suspicious scowl over Selena. She's standing like a baby T-Rex in last night's oversized gray sweatshirt and sweatpants. Her arms are bent at a 90 degree angle with her fidgeting hands in front of her and dainty wrists drooping.
"We don't know how long this inappropriate arrangement will last." She tucks a frizzy black curl behind her ear. "I'm not physically fit to throw you out. I can't call the police, because I don't want to do that to my dad. I dread you being here. I still can't believe it's—" She sneezes, sniffling. "I can't believe it's happening."
"Are you getting sick?"
She waves me off, spinning into the living room, where she's laid out a folded stack of green bed sheets on the couch. "Are you good with those?"
"Thank you." I didn't expect that at all. Especially from someone who didn't want me here.
"You like the color?"
I click my tongue with a disappointed head shake. "It should've been greener."
"Really? Should I order a greener one on Amazon?"
Damn, she's easy to mess with. It's cute. I look down, rubbing my smirk off with my fingers.
"Was that a joke?" She gets angry. "Fine. Get your own damn sheets. Why should I buy you a new one? Princess. This isn't a hotel, you know?" She scoffs, brushing past me into the kitchen.
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Falling Forbidden (Unfinished)
Romance"Breathe, sweetheart. That's it. You're not going anywhere." She's anxious and sensitive. He's quiet and protective. A story in which she's arranged to marry, but falls in love with her bodyguard. Secretly struggling on the spectrum, Selena is furi...
