Suck Me Harder, Mr. Bodyguard!

Ivanna's PoVI stepped out of a building filled with frenetic, thumping music, tightly wrapping my coat around my body to shield myself from the cold night wind. The clothes I wore tonight were more revealing than usual, resulting from a party at an old friend's house. Despite not being late at night, an eerie silence engulfed the surroundings. It was no surprise that some residents near the club chose to stay indoors after eight o'clock. Rumors had spread about gangs of criminals who didn't hesitate to commit heinous acts of violence, including rape and murder. Mere robberies were no longer enough. Recent news reports have highlighted the criminals' brutal tendencies, emphasizing how they would kill their victims after assaulting them. This knowledge sent a shiver down my spine as I walked through the deserted streets, fearing for my safety. Attending the nightclub had been a mistake, especially considering I had already informed my friends, Bri and Damon, that I was leaving early

Ivanna's PoV I didn't do much all day. I just went shopping, visited some new places, and was only with Jax, someone else—not a friend or lover. And that was very strange to me. I've never been anywhere random, especially without my best friends—Bri and Tatiana—cause, as Jax once said, no one didn't know me. Some people crowded around this afternoon to ask for a photo session with me. Luckily, Jax was there to protect me and remove me from the crowd, which wasn't just one or a few people but dozens of people. "Jax, what are you doing? They want to take a picture with me!" I snapped as Jax led me away, wrapping his sturdy arms around me after covering my head with his jacket. I felt like a criminal who had to run and sneak away from people. What's wrong with taking a quick picture anyway? "Didn't you see? They weren't just one or two people, Miss. Ten or maybe more. Are you sure you can fulfill their wish of taking a photo, and then that's it? One is done, and another will come

Ivanna's Pov I was still stunned, like an insane. The scene in front of me was not a dream. Was Jax going to say that I was looking at it wrong? Obviously, the few people in front of me were not ordinary humans. And Jax, who suddenly appeared—why could he communicate with those vampires to let me go? Is Jax also a ...? Anyway, let's consider it a favor to have saved me from becoming the meal of that pale, bloodsucking creature at the bar earlier. "This is for you. Drink first, Miss," said the man who had only been my bodyguard for a week but already had many mysterious things he did and happened in my life. I accepted the cup of drink he offered without breaking his gaze. Then, I quickly checked the drink in my hand. Just a cup of my favorite camomile tea. No! I didn't want to think badly about this or wonder why he knew my favorite—anyone can have a supply of camomile tea at home, just like me. I sipped the drink in my hand, feeling a relaxed sensation for a moment after my

Ivanna's PoV Jax was trying to find whoever or whatever I believed was in my room. I couldn't see it clearly due to the dim lights, other than a clear sound resembling a wolf's growl. I was on the balcony when I heard that strange sound. It sounded exactly like Damon making love to a woman I didn't know—this one I wasn't too sure about, so I'd check back later that night to see if it was Damon—if he came back to this house. Damon hadn't returned since last night, so since I was already scared, I intended to seek help without going into the room and meeting that thing. Unfortunately, I'd consumed so much alcohol that my body was staggering, and I almost lost my life. Thanks to Jax, who was quick to help me, even though I felt awkward when he helped me. There was no way I was wrong. But, unfortunately, I didn't have any evidence to point at the man who had saved my life and helped me look for a creature whose growl was similar to that of a coyote or maybe a wolf; I don't know. "

Ivanna's PoV I did do something stupid by kissing Jax's lips at that time. I was following the impulse that somehow led me to do that. And now, I was suffering from prolonged shame. I just paced the room for a while and couldn't keep my eyes closed. For some reason, one day seemed to fly by, and I appeared hopeless to deal with all of this. The wedding between Damon and me, which I had imagined would be a sacred and happy moment, seemed impossible to continue. There was no way I could plunge myself into a pit where I would eventually drown, and if that happened, Damon wouldn't necessarily save me. Again, this would be Jax's job. Then, when I was a little calmer and about to lie down, the door to the room opened. I reluctantly turned my head because I knew who was coming from the sound of footsteps alone. There was no way Jax would dare to enter my room just like that. "I saw your bodyguard leave here a few minutes ago," he said suddenly, without care. "So?" "What was he do