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Pushing him over to his back, I sat astride his hips and leaned down. I took over kissing him with raw passion until our bodies burn. His scent is intoxicating with aftershave and a small hint of chocolate which he made for dessert. I touch every part of him.

Every inch send electric signals to my body as his muscular biceps hauled me down until he lays on top of me, never breaking the kiss. Oh, his soft lips crashes with mine in a rhythm that keeps me wanting for more. Then, he finally broke the kiss which makes me moan louder than I could have ever expected. His lips traveled down to my chin...

chest...

waist...

stomach...

"Oh mother of God!" I screamed as I was jolt awake. The sunlight blinded me as I hurriedly gets up to splash my face with water.

It was just a dream. No one has to know.

It's weird because it felt so real. Okay, keep your mind together, Olive. I breathed heavily as I look at myself in the mirror.

I go downstairs and is greeted by the smell of pancakes and bacon. And I see him there. He is washing the dishes as his back faces towards me.

"Good morning." He turns around and hands me my plate.

"Good morning. You really shouldn't have to do this, you know. You're my bodyguard, not my maid." I am trying to avert my attention to the food in front of me and not to the built, gray eyed guy wearing the apron. The naughty memories of the dream are still fresh on my mind and I do not want to blush just by looking at him.

"I don't see a problem with it , ma'am."

Damn it! I can feel his hot gaze on me. Burying my embarrassment, I shove a mouthful of the pancakes before locking eyes with him. "I told you to not call me ma'am. And sit down and eat with me."

The truth is, he cooks like a pro. Even the simplest to the most complex dishes are superb. And guess what, he just learned it last week while watching Gordon freakin' Ramsey's cookery course. That blew my mind! I have seen a lot of brilliant people in my lifetime but I have never seen anyone who learns as fast as him. But enough about that.

"I hope today will go well." I said as I take a gulp of the carrot juice, that is by the way, surprisingly delicious.

"It will. You've worked hard on this."

"You too. You're not my secretary but you still managed to do the errands."

"It's always my pleasure, ma'am." What he said cought me off guard causing the drink to go into the wrong pipe. I cough violently. In an instinct, he pats my back while I cover my mouth with the towel nearby. "Now, now, be careful, ma'am."

I raised my pointer finger to urge him to stop patting my back. "I'M OKAY. Let's just focus on getting ready for today." It sounded lame but I just wave it off.

Today, is the day for my first fundraising event since I got back here from the medical mission almost two weeks ago.


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"Whoa, Olive, I didn't know you have a hot bodyguard straight from the GQ magazine." Patty whose sitting on the the entrance said as she registers the runners' names on her laptop while Liz gives out green bracelets.

"Yeah, girl where is he?" Liz with a Scottish accent said.

"Well, I told him to get more banners at the office. We need those."

"I think not. You're just avoiding him. If I were you, I'll have a hot forbidden lovemaking for him."

"Patty! Please, not here. Keep it PG, okay?" I said. My dream, I mean nightmare comes flooding in my mind. Liz and Patty see it and they both smile maliciously. Damn!

"Did you two bang? Huh?"

"Ooh tell me the deets. Was he good? Is he better than Patrick? Girl-" Patty interjected.

"Shush, both of you! The run is starting. Let's focus on that."

"Whatever you say." Patty said smiling at the couple as she write their names on the master list.

"Enjoy the run. Its for a good cause. " I said

It has been five days now since I met Dante. I just hate that he should always be there wherever I go and know whatever I'm doing. Unlike the other bodyguards that my dad hired, he is one of the most difficult to get rid of. And the worst part is, I don't know anything about him. His agency made it hard to disclose the information to me because they said that the signed agreement included secrecy on both sides.

Thinking about it now, makes my blood boil. Who is he, really?

I might seem curious but it's only fair since I get to live with him. I live with him as in he does all the chores even if I didn't tell him. He cooks my meals (it's crazy because he just learned it by watching Gordon freakin' Ramsay cook). That blew my mind!

He also comes with me every time I leave the house for work or even meet my friends. He's just there, behind me. Yes, I like that he takes initiative, very efficient, and ladies is smitten by him (easy to talk them into joining the fund raising).

No one can be perfect like that. I know there's something there...

a flaw.

I just need to break that barrier of his. And I have to know how.

He walked towards me with the rolled banners and distributed it to the other facilitators.

When more people show up, I grab the mic and say, "Good morning everyone! We will start our run. Thank you all for coming and also my gratitude to our leading partners. The money earned in this fundraising will be used for the construction of a school in Ptero."

And with that they cheer as the event begin. It has gone well and it makes me smile that I get to do this again.

"Levington!"

I turn to see Jason Clark, who heads one of our leading partners. He smile at me and hugs me. He is such a nice person.

"What? Do you need another ride home?"

"No. I am so happy that you're here again. It's a blast. We can't wait for the next event."

"Thanks. I enjoy working with all of you as well." He pinch my cheek lightly before looking behind me. "I see. Your boyfriend?"

I turn and see Dante, looking at Jason, his jaws clench. "N-no. He's my bodyguard."

"Ohh." With the realization, he said. "Well, see you soon, Levington and you too, Dante."

After saying goodbye to other runners and charity partners, we head our way home.

"That was really good! Now, let's go get some churros!" I said.

"Yes, ma'am."


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They lay bare on the bed. Sweat running down their bodies as they continue t crush against each other. The sound of their breathing matches echoes through the weakly lit room. It's the moment that they ever wanted. The time for him to finally reunite with her. The time where all of the hardships he went through didn't matter.

Her hands dug deeply on the skin on his back that would leave marks in the morning. His strong hand slightly grabbing her brown hair as the other hand traveling down and down-

DANTE was awaken with a fast pounding of his semi mechanical heart. It's already 5AM. Even on the dark, he managed to fix his bed and walk straight to the door. He's going to make breakfast for the woman who was in his naughty dream.

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 09, 2018 ⏰

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