**TRACY SCOTT**. "Where do you want to go?"Jimmy asked, dirverting into the main road.It's a miracle we've even gotten this far without any reporters trying to bash into the car or take pictures. Maybe they don't have vans?I'm almost sure Father would have gotten the news by nowThey've flock around the office begging for a comment or the house.I expected it. In fact I want it.The more influence I have, the more people get to hear the truth.Father can't oppose this even. That man killed his wife. He took me for days and now they're going to just let him go.Well I'll be dammed.Just like clockwork, my cell began ringing.Lucky guess it's Ethan. He's calling to rant aboutIt'll be rude not to answer, plus I'm not ashamed of what I've done I'll repeat it if necessary."What is it?"I snapped. From the corner, Jimmy's brows shot up."I just wanted to say congratulations. I'm happy you're going to do something that n
I covered my ears, my head and every part of my body I could get my hands on, Genuinely squeezing firmly biting on my teeth and trying hard not to scream. Two assaults in one week,were they attempting to win a damn award? Seconds later,the thugs all stopped,they paused and froze, I wanted to peep but shot myself down in panic, it was just silent,no gunshots,no whispers,no nothing, I stayed on the ground too terrified to move my head. It may be a trap. "Tracy, come out, come out wherever ever you are." One my assailants stated in a singing voice, I knew that he may have blasted my head out at the first glimpse. No doubt I was afraid to my bones. One of the goons could shoot to kill and that would be the end of Tracy scott. My bodyguard might have been dead now.Not might. He was dead, otherwise I wouldn't be shivering like a dead cat.He probably took out a number of them before he was shot, but it seemed I knew he wouldn't live up to a month. Pathetic. Come to think of it am
I shifted gazes and by that, I meant selecting on what portion of his body to focus at. His bulging abs or his wonderfully shaped face, plump full wet slips and oh my as I look a little farther lower, I think maybe I may just get an outline of his dick, what am I even thinking picturing insane things like that. I genuinely need to rest my head, he's my bodyguard, there should be professional limits. Beginning today, I'm going to not think about him. "Morning Sir." He welcomed showing civility and even his voice was heated. It's Enough to snap me out of my crazy ideas. Thankfully, I didn't get to finish that statement in my head,because otherwise I wouldn't be able to stop my imaginations from running wild all morning. I have to admit, he is beautiful. He had this careless vibe surrounding him that's making me lose my willpower. That fascinated me. I'm usually rigid, harsh yet he's making me fumble without so much as a dialogue. "Get it together Tracy You do neither want nor ne
He must have felt fairly good about himself,gloating on how much he managed to get under my skin in such a short length of time. Maybe he investigated me and found out a handful of things. He believed he's different. I'd establish that he's badly misguided. No one got to play me that way, much less a pisky bodyguard who had a life span less than a bug. The nerve of the idiot. I did not care what I had to do, I'd find a cause to get rid of him. like he heard my thoughts he opened the vehicle door for me to get in, behaved like a gentleman. I resisted the impulse to call him out for it, saying he's treated me like a kid it would simply be ridiculous. Childish even and I needed serious therapy. I forced a crazy smark and got in. Antony stepped into the driver's seat and began the engine. I hesitated and waited for his next move. The tiniest mistake made by him would be my opportunity. Where to ma'am?" He addressed me appropriately once again, wasting another excellent chance. L ch
I yelled in a high-pitched voice mimicking one that was in agony yet I was in none. I clutched to the duvet in just my bra underneath. It dawned on me that the duvet wasn't bulletproof. One-shot on target and they got me. "Stop shouting!" He snapped, ordering me to remain shut. I nearly allowed myself to jubilate for a tiny response from him. Almost, I was not that foolish. Try to get out of here alive, jubilate afterwards. "I'm typically worth more to them alive. Why is someone trying to kill me!" I yelled out loud. They fired a couple more rounds and I had to clench my lips tight so I wouldn't scream. Glass was being shattered, it appeared we were encircled. "Is Ryder okay?" I questioned, worried as the bullet nearly missed him. I knew I was not concerned about his life as much as the controversy his death would cause. Call me a hypocrite but I had to say the truth. Firstly everyone would know of what we've been doing over the last several months, it would damage my image as w
He got up from his chair and took a deep breath. Ikept my gaze on him. He had better start talking or I swear I was going to move out of his house. I listened to him, I never complained. I did a little but still listened and all these while, he still treated me like a damn child. I'm frigging for twenty-two. I inhaled a sharp breath. He was testing my patience and I was going to blow up soon. Very soon.``I was able to snag a business deal. I had no idea some very powerful people wanted it and now they want me to hand it over." He blurted out. I tilted my head backwards in outright shock. Armed men, guns and danger just for a business deal. The life of his daughter just for money. He placed such little value on my life and he was my father. If he acted like this how would others who barely know me act?"So hand it over dad," I whispered, forcing my emotions right back down. This was why I never opened up to anyone. I acted cold for this singularreason. Even my father did not care
I strode to the car full of fake smiles. My emotions were fairly under control that explains why I was not crying. Sadly, shopping was just a distraction. It's my only distraction whenever something happens although right now, the only thing I wanted was to get into my tub then cry until I felt nothing. I cried until my eyes got swollen, my mouth felt sore, limbs would be weak and my heart, mind, soul and body were numb. I can't do that, I had appearances to be kept up. I needed to keep up the bossy-bitch attitude and suckit up. "Took you long enough." I fired at him on sighting in. I'm glad he arrived just in time. A second more and I might let a tear or two seep out.The moment he stepped into the car, I scoffed at him pushing his buttons."I was talking to your father." His tone is hard,professional, cold, zero emotions. His words annoyed me in ways I cannot explain. He also mentioned the man who caused everything. I refused to call him my father. "Alright, whatever. We're
took his towel off and changed into a skin-tightgown showing all my curves before handing it over to the maids as he requested. I settled down, reduced my impulsive attitude and took the time to plan my next action. My face was reflected in the mirror as I appliedmakeup. I did not like too much of it so I justbrightened my face. Then, I grabbed my phone, my purse and left the room. My heels clicked on the tiles with every step I took. My dad stood in the middle of the living room watching me like a hawk. His lips twitched a few times. He tried to speak but no words formed. Finally, he overcame his trance and decided to talk to his daughter. "Tracyl, are you going out today? After everything that happened yesterday. Don't you think it's wise to stay home and rest? The maids will get you anything you want. Just ask darling but please don't go out." Unlike before, he didn't try to force anything on me. His tone was pleading and his lips were begging me to stay back home.