Bryan walked up the stairs to the president's office. He just got back and he had summoned him in his office. He wished he had a choice. If he had he wouldn't be going to see the president. The last thing that he needed right now was another person who will ask him about his face. The other bodyguards at the house had been asking him the same question.
"Hey Bryan...", Bryan heard a sweet famine voice calling him from behind. He turned his head and he was surprised to see Mitchel. She looked pretty in her short yellow sundress. She always looked good and Bryan couldn't help but get attracted. She was just pretty with her long blue braids that blended well with her light complexion.
"Hi...", he greeted her giving her a clearer view of his face.
"Oh my...Bryan what happened to your face", Mitchel asked with a shocking voice.
"Oh it's nothing...don't worry about this", he replied.
"Ow if you say so", Mitchel said. Bryan has this charisma that Mitchel liked. He handled himself in a manner that she liked. She got to admit that she was exposed to more attractive men than Bryan. After all she's the president's precious daughter. Where she wants, she goes. Travelling around the world she met different kind of men. She even got the chance to meet some other presidents' sons and they could chat here and there.
But Bryan...oh Bryan he was just too good.
"Mitchell I'm meeting your father he just summoned me to his office...you need anything...?", Bryan finally said bringing Mitchel from her pool of thoughts about Bryan.
"Mmh no...",she then stopped her sentence and said," I mean yes...can I...can I get your number...we could go out sometime", Bryan knew that the girl had indirectly asked him out on a date. He would gladly accept...after all Mitchel was an attractive pretty girl. She was curvy in all the right places. But what would her father think about that?...the last thing that Bryan needed was to get on the president's wrong side. The man was just too kind. He wouldn't betray him by ravishing his daughter.
"Oh yes why not....", Bryan said fishing out his cellphone from his pocket and he gave Mitchell his number.
"Thanks Bryan..."
"Cool..", he replied as he continued walked up the stairs.
Mitchel stared as he ascended the stairs. He is a fine young man indeed...she thought. Any woman who would be in his arms would be so lucky. And she of course was a lucky girl. She was born lucky . She was blessed with a pretty face and pretty body. What she wants, she gets. And right now she wants Bryan. From the day she met him,she couldn't get him out of her head. She imagines herself in his arms everyday.
And it's only a matter of time before she shows him what she's really good at. After all what type of man wouldn't want a woman who satisfies him both out and in bed.
She smiled at at the thought of that.
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Maxwell remembers there was a day when he felt like Bryan had something to tell him. But if Bryan really was spying on him, he wouldn't know what to do. He would be heartbroken. Faith can't be lying. If she heard Bryan correctly on the phone then there's something that is going on. He needed to clear the air.
A knock on the office door brought him back from his pool of thoughts.
"Come in", he said. Bryan walked in the office dressed in suit as usual.
"You asked for me sir...", Bryan said.
"Yes...take a sit", Maxwell motioned Bryan to sit opposite hum.
