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The billionaire's bodyguard A BEAUTIFUL SACK OF PHOTOS
**TRACY SCOTT POV** Following that fulfilment, I became pale, unable to utter another word. I kept to myself, giving solace from the cool temperature of the evening, I also didn't find that satisfying anymore. My body turned emotionless, I just wanted to get back to the hotel then crawl straight into bed.The time read a few minutes after seven pm when we settled comfortably back in our room. The lingering part of the trip was more than uneasy, it got even worse being confined to a room, all alone. Pin drop silence prevailed in the room. For one, I couldn't seem to muster the courage to speak to Antony after our ordeal with Shawn, coupled with the revealing advice that followed.For him, I had zero ideas on why he acted that way. Also, for some reason, he refused to make eye contact, or at least talk to me.The only thing he did was to arrange the couch; his makeshift bed. Reasonable as he needed to get some rest before tomorrow. Although, I also lost the zeal for shopping. I just n
The billionaire's bodyguard UNDER THE INFLUENCE
**TRACY SCOTT'S POV** As a girl, you get different praises from the opposite gender. Each one of them had very different meanings, it was up to you to find them out. Here was a simple examination of everything just in case you were wondering, my thoughts though. The first would be; Sexy. As a model, I got this from my manager all the time. Not just him, producers, managers, all the works. This was a very common word. Most females actually get all happy when being called, if only they knew what it meant. Being called sexy had to do with having an amazing body. It started and ended with your figure. Nothing more, nothing less. The next was; Hot. A word most common amongst dirty men, drunkards, and people who just want to get into your pants. They also look at your body and nothing else.Likewise, you could be called pretty, it was actually really sweet. It meant you had a good facial look. Usually, you didn't have blemishes or anything of that sort. Then, when a man called you b
The billionaire's bodyguard IT WAS FUN WHILE IT LASTED
**TRACY SCOTT'S POV** He placed me down while making a weird sound, synonymous to an hungry lion with a low growl emiting from his throat, and I sounded like a prey ready to quench his thirst. We remained standing in the same position. Hurriedly, he removed the hair which had gathered at the back of my neck, taking his time to trail kisses all around. I stood facing the bed, finding it hard to hold on to anything or keep myself from screaming in pleasure. Noticing my discomfort, he lifted me for the third time. My back touched something smooth and soft. I can't place my finger around what it was. My brain stopped functioning properly. The only thing I could think of was this sexy god extremely close to me kissing me like no one has.Then, it hit me like for a moment. We were on a bed, he hovered over me still kissing the crook of my neck, but not for long. He didn't seem to be satisfied, slowly moving downwards. I finally opened my eyes noticing we were back in my room. How we go
The billionaire's bodyguard Chapter Twenty One: Goodbye?
**TRACY SCOTT POV **My body felt livid, they would walk out soon and meet me here. I didn't want to face him, I couldn't."Move!"I yelled at myself, my brain processed my words but my dad declined the action. I stood feets away from the door in deep thought.He was quitting. Of course he was. I chuckled hysterically at the thought of those words. As I said, I should not be surprised by these turn of events no matter how sudden they may seem. Everyone quits on me.They got tired and left eventually, but a part of me thought that maybe Antony would be different or something but he was quitting. He was no different from any of the men that have guarded me. Although I'd give him extra credits for actually getting intimate with me, having a glimpse of my true self. But all the say, he was leaving.I had numerous bodyguards over the past few months. Most of them ended up dead but I doubt any turned in a resignation letter and quit. Antony had to be one in five to quit. None left because o
The billionaire's bodyguard Chapter Twenty Two: Nothing Lasts Forever, Darling
**TRACY SCOTT POV **He pulled away after a few seconds and stared deeply into my eyes. Our fingers were laced somehow, I didn't know when that happened. Then, he began tracing lines on my body from my hands, to other parts. He paused right above my cleavages. It felt so good to be close to him in this way. So fucking wrong but also good. I shut my eyes and moaned in delight. His hands were too good to be true, I just wanted to lay on my back and let him do whatever he wanted to my body. His finger traced an unknown symbol across my lips. I parted them wishing he would replace those fingers with his lips and take them somewhere else. God knows where these thoughts were coming from.The nagging voice screamed in my head, it told me I was getting involved with a married man. It said this was wrong. It said I should stop. Likewise, it said I should scream, someone would come and break us apart. It said to shove him away, it said I was being a terrible person. It reminded me I was a virtu
The billionaire's bodyguard Chapter Twenty Three: Are We Meant To Be?
**TRACY SCOTT POV **The car ride was slow and extremely tortuous, I kept thinking what if that strange man was Antony. Moments ago, I decided to move on, now I realized that would be when I got home. I needed a few moments to dwell in the past, gain a little closure if I can.What would I have said to him? I didn't think about that for a second, I got too excited, I didn't think straight. I would hug him out of excitement, that was one certain variable, what would happen when I pull away?I would be angry at him for leaving me. The pain would return so there was no need to want him anymore.If I do see him, it'll be like he didn't exist to me because he doesn't, not anymore. He left me without a good reason and never looked back so Antony Santos is dead to me. Nothing can change that. It was time to move on, that was what I would do.I gave Tim instructions to alert me when we've reached our destination. I needed to rest for a while. Once again, my subconscious compared my time with
The billionaire's bodyguard Chapter Twenty Four: The Proposal
**Antony Santos pov**~THREE WEEKS EARLIER~After what I called a goodbye kiss, I stood behind the door breathing like a madman. I held one of my hands with the other, breathing through my mouth. I did this because if I didn't, I would rush back into the room and take her, I didn't know how but I would. Understanding I couldn't, I ran down the stairs with the little self-control I had left. Call me a coward for leaving, for hurting her, for going against my words, call me a coward, I fucking am. I bowed my head as I approached the door."Mr.Antony.," Her dad clamored to me. I forced a small smile but I was sure I looked creepy. There was nothing to be happy about."Are you sure I can't convince you to stay?" He asked with pleading eyes, as much I wanted to scream hell yeah, I couldn't stay here. I needed to leave. After Dubai, a lot became clear to me."I'm sorry Sir,” I answered back indirectly, if he wanted a monosyllabic response, he would get a positive one. I couldn't do that. He
The billionaire's bodyguard Chapter Twenty Five: My Antony
**ANTONY SANTOS POV**It took a few seconds for me to decide my next course of action. When I got the idea, on first thought, It was the most stupid one yet but I didn't mind. I'd just add it to the list or something. Come to think of it, it was actually appropriate, it also had a really high chance of success. So, I would just go with it.I grinned widely before chuckling and bursting into fits of laughter. If I could see the expression on whoever was talking, it'd be priceless. I knew how it felt to be laughed at in this manner, so I was sure of the outcome. I didn't mean a chuckle, I threw my head and clutched my tummy laughing heartily, not like the past few weeks when most things had just been fake. Now, I was actually laughing for the first time in weeks. A real laughter caused by an unknown person planning to bring a person I care about down. My eyes widened and my lips screwed shut. What did I just blurt out? Do I care about her? Those were the words that ran through my head.
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