All Chapters of The Bodyguard's Obsession: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

ADRIANA~~~A wide smile stretches my lips as I read the note over and over again. My face is heating up with a blush, and there's a fluttering feeling in my stomach. I admit, I didn't expect something like this. All I thought about that day was Nick. I was worried for him. I still couldn't get the image of his black eyes out of my memory. I'm definitely going to get answers to all my questions, but now, he's waiting for me. I carefully lift the shopping bag and open it. There's a red dress inside. I pull it out, expecting an elegant dinner gown. Instead, I find a nurse cosplay costume. A very obscene cosplay costume. Short, revealing, a sinful blend of white and velvet red. There's a matching nurse cap with a cross sign on it, a pair of white gloves, a red belt and a pair of glasses. Inside the bag, there's a box with the image of a syringe on it. Laughing softly, I rip into the box, but eyes widen when I find a dildo instead of a syringe. And a stethoscope. My cheeks turn ho

NICK ~~~ I'm on the verge of ripping these cuffs off, yet it seems Adriana isn't done with me. She's enjoying this roleplay a little too much. She loves this power she has over me. She gets off the chair and lifts the dildo. I instantly understand what she's about to do. I let out a soft groan. She turns and gives me a smug look. "What? You wanted this. You wanted me to torture you, didn't you?" "This is enough torture." I plead. She shakes head with a soft laugh. "It's not enough." She places the dildo on the chair. It sticks instantly, standing proud and erect. She runs her finger over the short length, stroking it slowly. That hand should be handling my cock, not that wobbly, poor excuse for a dick. She turns around, giving me a perfect view of her ass. The costume has moved up a bit, clinging to her ass cheeks. But she doesn't bother to pull it down. It's like a reminder to me. She spreads her legs and straddles the chair. Before she sinks down, I get a mental imag

ADRIANA ~~~ A long time after Nick ends his story, I sit in silence. I can't even begin to fathom what he must have gone through. Brutal training, getting tested for a substance which could have claimed his life, fighting in a war. My mind can't even process it. I sit up and look at him. His face is expressionless, but his eyes, the pain is as clear as day. He isn't trying to hide it this time. He's been through so much. And now that I understand, I really don't blame him for being cold and ruthless. His training changed him. "This is all Don Romero's fault." I whisper, but he shakes his head instantly. "No, that's not true. Romero took me in. He gave me life, gave me a home, became the father figure my own father couldn't be. He trained me because he knew I had to be strong. You can't be in the mafia if you're soft hearted." I actually believe that. My mom used to tell me stories of my dad, and how brutal he was to his enemies. Men used to hide away when they heard he

ADRIANA~~~ A few changes have been made in Doctor Caesar's office. Dark photographs line the walls, which is unlike what a doctor would normally decorate his office with. The chairs have been changed too. From brown velvet to black leather. Yeah. Really strange for a doctor. I head towards the seat meant for visitors, but Caesar shakes his head. "Over here." He gestures to the couch in the corner. "The next few minutes won't be professional, if you know what I mean."I have no idea what he means, but I nod and walk over to the couch. I perch at the edge, my knees pressed together, my hands clasped tightly. Caesar moves over to the cabinet beside his desk and picks up a bottle of wine. He grabs two glasses and comes back to the couch, sitting beside me. "Are you nervous?" He asks suddenly. I swallow and shake my head. "No."Even as he pours the wine, he stares at me, that same focused, unnerving stare. "You have nothing to be nervous about, Miss Marino. I just want to know mor

ADRIANA~~~The other customers in the shop are staring openly at us now, and one guy at the back brings out his phone to record. I try to get Nick's attention, but his gaze is pinned on Hunter, who is also glaring at him."Get out of my way!" Hunter snarls. "Put your hands on her again and you're dead." Nick retorts. "Nick, let's just go." I pull him towards me, but it's like straining against a brick wall. He's unmovable. "Hunter, behave yourself." Caesar intervenes quickly, pulling Hunter away. But Hunter isn't ready to back off. He takes a step further until his nose is almost touching Nick's. "What did you say?" He mutters. Nick glares down at him, refusing to back off too. "Put your hands on her again," He repeats coldly. "And I'll kill you."Hunter curls his hands into fists, and I realize that he's going to punch Nick. As he lifts his hand, Caesar grabs him and pulls him away. "We're leaving. Now!" He orders. The shop's manager rushes towards us at that moment, a sho