.:*The One Who Protects His Magic*:. || A Bruno Mars Fanfiction

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Hotel Gym
B-aparthotel Moretus [Antwerp, Belgium.]
March, 29 2017. 11:19 A.M.

ELISE

My arms extended and retracted with relentless fervor as my body worked hard on the elliptical trainer, perspiration glistening down my exposed midriff. For more than fifteen minutes, I divert my thoughts on my workout and not dwell about the ugly exchange that took place last night. I wasn't one to show hostility without reason, but a certain woman was warranting me to behave out of character.

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Last night during Bruno's show, it was almost time for me to change shifts since I was scheduled to work that evening. I didn't have a problem with it initially but the fact that Dre would pair me with Larissa was not the best idea. Despite that, I showed the best on the outside and continued to work without anyone noticing my distress. When Bruno began to sing 'Straight Up and Down' I made my way over to my post where Dre was standing and when my eyes met Larissa's, she became aggravated.

When she passed by me, she mumbled under her breath. "Elise, you better stay away from him if you know what's good for you." My movements stilled from hearing that and I peered at Larissa over my shoulder, gazing at her back while she traipsed away.

I didn't want to believe that Larissa would go that far, but I was proven wrong when she actually threaten me to keep away from Bruno.

It was official.

Larissa Davey did not like me nor did she approve of me being around Bruno.

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My speed on the trainer steadily increased in speed and my frustrations were mounting at an all time high. I don't know who she think she is, but she's not gonna keep disrespecting me like this. I have done nothing but try to show reverence to her because of the experience she had in security, but I'm reaching my limit. I haven't been able to speak to Tessa because of time constraints and if it wasn't done soon, I'll take matters into my own hands which meant there's no guarantee that Larissa will be in one piece by the time I'm done with her.

I stopped the trainer when I realized the violent thoughts I just had about harming someone had indeed taken place. That wasn't a good look for someone who was renowned to protecting and well as serving citizens on a daily basis. I must've sweat out one too many of my good brain cells when I came up with those kinds of thoughts. I needed a break.

I rose up from the trainer and ambled to the windowsill that gave me a wonderful view of the bustling people in Antwerp, carrying on with their lives without a care in the world. I was hoping watching the plethora of people moving about would ease my mind, but instead, my thoughts roamed, taking me back to the events from the prior evening. I wonder how Bruno was faring this morning. He had been off since his performance had ended.

It was as if something or someone just suck his amiable energy right out of him, leaving him so drained that he didn't even crack a small smile at the Hooligans, Tessa, or me when he arrived back on the tour bus. Even Callie had been on edge when she came back and sat next to Tessa. Callie glanced at me briefly at me, but said nothing else.

What was ailing him to the point that he couldn't look at me during the entire ride back to the hotel? Something was definitely wrong. "I wish my baby would talk to me. Maybe I could help him or. . ." Words failed me momentarily when I declared Bruno as mine. I would only use that endearment whenever I yearned for Bruno's touch and being intimate with him. I chuckled to myself, knowing that this man was taking me through some interesting changes.