My Temptation

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J A N E

"Janey, sweet heart please come up to my office. I need to discuss something with you." My father yells from his upstairs office

I quickly grab a bottle of water from the fridge and rush upstairs to his office. I walk in to see him sitting back in his chair with a glass of Bourbon in his hand - classic, drinking Bourbon right after dinner.

"Yes?" I say remaining by the door

"Come sit. This is serious." He says sipping his drink. I walk to his desk and sit in the cushion chair right across from him. His face is angered mixed with worried, something really bad must've happened. I haven't seen him like this in a long time.

"What's the matter? Why do you look so angry?" I say opening my water bottle and sipping from it.

"Before I get into it, you have to know that you are the most important person in my life and your safety will always be my top priority. Now there has been some rumors spreading that some of the people in this world, that aren't too fond of me, want to see me suffer.. and they want to do that by hurting you." He says with a deep sigh

"Me? They want to hurt me simply because they don't like you?" I ask confused

"People never want to go after the person they hate, they want to go after that person's loved ones. That's one of the worst ways to make someone suffer, you go after the people they love." He says downing the rest of his drink

"So then what's the plan? What do I have to do to protect myself?" I ask starting to feel anxious due to what my father just said. Nobody would actually come for me, right? People just say that.. I hope.

"Well you aren't going to do anything." He says taking a deep breath before speaking again.

"Some of those people are ruthless human beings, people do the unthinkable and I will not have anything happening to you. You are my only daughter and I can't lose you." He says

"So...?" I say suspiciously

"Starting tomorrow a man in protective services will start being your personal bodyguard. He will go wherever you do, no matter what you do or where you go he will be right there by your side. He will be here to protect you and make sure no harm comes your way. He will be here 24/7." He speaks and my face drops instantly. 

A bodyguard?! I'm not a child, I don't need a damn bodyguard. My mind is in shock which quickly turns into anger. I don't even know what to think or say. I scoff and stand up abruptly throwing my hands in the air.

"No way! Dad I'm 21 years old, I do not need a damn babysitter!" I say

"Jane, he's not a babysitter. He's a bodyguard! It's his job to protect the people who hire him. You need protection at all times and frankly sweetheart -  you're small, okay? You're only 5 foot 1. If a group of men try to come at you, you cannot fight them off." He says and I roll my eyes. That might be true but I'm definitely not going to admit it. 

"First of all, I'm not 5 foot 1.. I'm 5 foot 2! And secondly, do you know how embarrassing it'll be to have some old or middle aged man following me around wherever I go?" I say

"He's not old or middle aged Jane. He's 31 years old and he's very skilled and he knows what he's doing. He's been a bodyguard for many people since the age of 22. He's good, great actually, his old clients were sad to see him go from what they told me. He will be here tomorrow whether you like it or not." He says

"So I really don't have any say in this?" I ask and he shakes his head and I scoff.

"Well don't expect me to be very welcoming to Mr bodyguard." I say and storm off to my bedroom slamming the door behind me.