Alex • Chapter 2

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My family was of an alright standard, we didn't "fend" for food, we had everything we could possibly need and more. I'm greatful for that, although my bastard of a father used it all on gambling and alcohol. My mother, on the other hand, passed away when I was born, I still can't really feel anything for her as I wasn't aware of who she was and how she was. When I got the job of being Alana Reddingtons bodyguard, I thought it would be easy. Wealthy girl, a little bratty but she wouldn't complain. At least that's what I thought. She's a wealthy brat, trying to loathe herself when it comes to me and I think I am too. We hate eachother, absolutely fucking hate. Or that's what I'm trying to tell myself. It's so hard to hate someone like her, someone exactly my type. Although I have come here for a job, I cannot fail her father or her, I'm here to protect her and nothing more, I will not fall for her. I think I've already failed.

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