I stood in the corner, watching her like I already did this last two days that we were in New York. She looked utterly stunning in her black suit. Her hair was falling loosely onto her shoulders and her make up was perfect. Red lipstick in combination with eyeliner and mascara to emphasize her light blue icy eyes. Sensual but strong, with a sense of authority hanging around her. People were swarming around her, wanting to talk to her, be next to her, see a glimpse of her! I saw it happening now, and at every event that she attended the last two days. Who could blame them. I felt it too, the need to be next to her, talk to her, hear her, smell her...feel her. She was like heroine, addictive but sooooo good.
After the conversation with Hylda and me talking to Jill about my physical attraction towards Cate later that day, I tried my best to fight it. According to Jill, Cate was trying to play with me....divert me, let me lose control instead of her.....But maybe the most important reason not to react was Kirsten! I closed my eyes for a second and saw her happy open face before me and I felt a sting in my stomach. It was 5 years ago that she was killed but it still hurt like hell. I sighted deep. Kirsten was the daughter of a senator I was protecting and we fell in love, a highly forbidden love. One morning, while visiting Mexico for political reasons, the house in witch the whole family stayed was being attracted. The senator apparently rubbed a certain political group the wrong way and they wanted him dead. I was lying in bed with Kirsten, sleeping in her arms after a long night of love making and was to late to protect her. My gun was out of reach to shoot right back after their first shot. I rolled of the bed in time to save myself and to grab my gun but for Kirsten it was to late. After I shot the man who had killed her I had to fight for my life. Apparently I was the only one of the security team that survived because they first attacked the guesthouse were my team stayed at night. Because of my secret relationship I was still alive. The guild of that stayed long with me.
Robert saved me that early morning. He was barging in when I almost had no bullets left and killed the remaining two shooters. He saw my downfall when I naked dropped myself besides Kirsten's dead body, screaming and crying. He made sure that I was covered and toke me out of the room.
Robert never told a soul even with him being my superior. I couldn't handle the job anymore and resigned. After 9 months of heavy drinking, partying and fucking every woman that wanted me, Robert dragged me out of bed put me on under a cold shower and made me the proposition to come and work for him. He began a company just after I left the Secret Service and wanted my talent of reading people. So I said yes. He saved me again that day.
I never wanted to get involved with anyone who I was protecting so I shut myself off emotionally when on the job. Until now...it had worked.
But God, it was almost impossible to not react to her beauty, her constant flirting and so called, innocent touching. And on top of that I felt absolutely overwhelmed and attracted by everything that "the actress Cate Blanchett " was. She was kind to her fans, well spoken towards the press and her colleagues and could be elegant, funny en sexy when she needed to be. I truely admired her and I felt so much attraction that I sometimes didn't know what to do with it. So I just tried to really focus on my work.
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My Guardian Angel
FanfictionSam Strong is called in by her boss to take on a new assignement. Apparently the famous actress Cate Blanchett is being stalked in a very serious way. Sam, who is just been through a rough year because of the death of her girlfriend, is at the top...