(Dark romance, abusive, violence and adult content.... please do not read if you are sensitive to these topics)
He grabbed her jaw as he warned, "Are you up for giving up your life for his?.... remember, it's life time deal......" His fingers were...
He didn't seem to care. He folded his sleeves, pouring the alcohol on the well set table. He kept it aside and went to the drawer next to the window.
I kept glaring at him with anger, confusion, and hate. His attitude and his attitude that he owns something makes me want to burn him alive!!
How dare he!!!
In my mansion!!! How dare he dares to act like he owns me or this place!!! He is a mere servant here!!!
He came back to the and table, he didn't spare a single glance at me, I was stunned yet waited to see what he wanted to do.
He lighted the match stick and threw it on the table. My feet went back as the table caught on fire.
He smirked, he looked at me as he said, "Looks like... Miss Valentine.... there won't be a dinner tonight...."
He ordered the next part with a smile, "Let ...Me.... Escort.. You ...To... Your ...Room...." I was amazed, yet wondered how he had this bravery.
He walked to me, pocketing his hands. He smirked at me as he said, "I will call your date and cancel it for you.... So, will you walk or I should carry you in my arms?"
I can't believe it. Is he jealous? or some kind of obsession?
I slapped him, and I used my all power for it. I pointed my finger on his face as I said, "With whom you are talking!!!... I am Valerie Valentine!!!! You are a person you carried my bag, follows my every order!!!!... You are mere Bodyguard, Alan!!!"
(Note: Ares Alan Morris is his full name
He looked at me, while his eyes got sharper, I warned him, "I had enough!!!... I want you gone right now!!!... They will find a better replacement!!!"
He pushed my shoulder back with all his force, My back touched the wall, I was surprised, his head was touching mine as he was towering me, he said grabbing my face, "I dare you... Try to go away from me... Try to make me leave.... We had a deal. I can leave here only on my will.... right?...Be true to your words, Valee.."
How dare he call me my that name!
He had my wrist in his, as he was forbidding me from moving. His lips touched the corner of my eye, and a wave of shiver ran down my spine.
I glared at him, "Alan!!!"
He whispered, "Don't tell me you don't feel the same... if you don't, then... then I will give you space...."
He looked at me, I warned, "My dad will kill you!!!"
He asked, "And you will let me get killed, sweetheart..." he chuckled deeply, he whispered, "i don't think so..."
He lifted my chin, and he whispered, "I will move away if you want.... but forget the date... I can't let that happen... not with that loser..."
His lips brushed against mine, I was in haze by the tingling I got in my body, and he whispered to himself, "Damn... I can't get enough of this girl..." He grabbed my face with both his hands, concentrating on my lips. He was about to kiss me for real.
His phone rang, and I pushed him away out of surprise and fear. He looked at me like he was drunken in passion. He smirked, picking the call, and his eyes were glued on me.
I was breathing heavily, He is really making me crazy.
I should remember he is a mere bodyguard, then why I feel so affected by him, his words his attitude, everything angers me but makes me addicted to him too.
He said on the call, "Yes... Yes, Sir.... I dropped her home...."
He said further, "Don't worry, Your niece is all safe and sound.... I will protect her... I understand..." The call ended.
He was talking to my uncle, and looking at me like he will devour me at the same time.
He whispered, "Tsk.... such a spoiler....."
He tried to walk away, saying, "Text me your schedule tomorrow..... and don't tell me I have to wake up early, too..."
I grabbed his hand, pulling him to face me harshly, He was stunned, and I asked, "How dare you!!!... How dare you treat me like a girl you toss every other day!!! Remember you work for me, You are slave to my order!!!"
He chuckled, and he whispered, "No.... No one owns Alan... I am here because I want to...... and..." He bent down to my ears he whispered, "I am treating like you are my women..." My eyes went wide on his bold, confident words.
He smirked, locking aat my shocked face.
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