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As much of a problem this was, there were some perks to having him here. So far he has cleaned my entire loft, done my laundry, and made me breakfast. I don’t think I can complain about a sexy guy doing things for me, but he was a stranger. I did not know him at all.
The man sat at the table with me as we both took bites of our deliciously prepared breakfast. Eggs, Bacon, Sausage, everything a breakfast could ask for.
I then watched as he took a sip of his cup. He had made coffee too, but I didn’t like coffee. My morning drink was soda. Yes, I know, Unhealthy. But it just tastes so good!
I have never had done this before, well maybe a few times with Mom and Dad, but not so much as a good breakfast. It always ended with one of them fighting and leaving to work angry because of the little spat. When I mean little, I mean little. ‘My eggs are cold! What do you think your doing cooking eggs and then letting them get cold?!’ And that would be my mother who would say that.
My father was a gentle person. He loved my mother very much and so if things like that were said he would cook up a new and fresh batch just for her. But, of course, she was not satisfied.
That was when I was fifteen. I am nineteen now. And my father… is passed.. I don’t like to go into the subject as much as I would like. This weight on my chest would suffocate me if I did.
“You need to eat all of your food before we go back to Syen industries.” The man spoke. Breaking my train of thought. I glared at him now.
“What if I don’t eat them?”, My rebellious voice now in action.
“Then you starve. I don’t care if you don’t eat them. As long as you don’t die then all is fine with me.” His voice was so calm. But it flowed so smoothly, even though it was a deep voice. His voice actually confused me. I don’t understand how such a rigid and god like body have such a voice like that? It was as if he was a god himself.
Rolling my eyes I got up from the table. I may have said I liked the idea of having breakfast, never said I was going to eat anything. Plus it could have been poisoned! I wasn’t too sure if this man worked for my mother or not. I may be a sex tool, but I could be a sharp one.
Morning had passed and noon took its place. The sun was out and shinned some warmth on my face. It was my heater right before work. It prepared me for the cold stares I would get. I was use to the stares, some people just never got over the fact I was the Son of a CEO.
I looked to my side to see the man, my body Guard, staring forward like nothing even happened this morning. Though things did occur. There was a naked god in my bed! How is that even possible? In all my years of being… what my mother calls, “an helper”, I have never encountered someone like him. Plus I didn’t do anything with any clients last night. What does this entire thing mean? Cause from what I know, he’s just a stranger who woke up in my bed. And he says he’s my bodyguard. PFFFFT! How is that? Why would my mother need to hire a bodyguard anyways?
“If you keep a face like that then I am certain it will stay like forever. And it’s not that very attractive. You don’t want that to happen. “
His rugged voice popped in my head now. I turned to him. Was I making a face? Was it an ugly one? Why was he staring at me? Wait. Maybe he saw me stare at him! GAH! Stop!
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Limits (BoyxBoy)
RomanceFinding suicide as his only option of escaping life, Ethan Syen stands atop a giant skyscraper in the city of Zepher. He wants to end his life for one reason only. To put a stop to his mothers rule. He has always followed what his mother told him to...
