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  That’s all he says as the car comes to a halt. He gets out of the SUV, and stands at the door. “Well, are you coming, kid?”

  Getting out of the SUV, I follow Xavier. We walk up to a huge ass mansion with some fancy ass landscaping. I hear a car drive up behind us. Turning around, I watch the second SUV stop as the driver gets out and opens the door for the passenger. The first things I see are legs that have some strappy little sandals on them.

  I watch the passenger walk around the door, and I’m pretty sure my mouth dropped to the floor. Holy fuck. This isn’t going to be as easy as I thought it would be. The girl that I saw crying on the bench earlier is now standing a few feet away from me. I take in her appearance and I can tell that she doesn’t want her father to know about her crying earlier, not that it’s any of my business. I just want to work and get paid.

  Her eyes roam my body and I can see that she recognizes me. Her eyes shoot over to her father, and then back at me. Looking over at Xavier, he motions for her to come over to us. “My dear, this will be your new body guard.” She looks at me with wide eyes and just nods her head in agreement.

  “Hello ma’am. I’m Sloane.” She stares at me, but doesn’t say a word.

  “Don’t be rude Siena.” Xavier snaps at her.

  “Hi.” She says meekly. She tries to cover her blush, but I can still see it. The fact that she is blushing just by meeting me makes my dick hard. It’s been weeks since the last time I got any, and I am definitely overdue, especially if I have to be around her every day.

  He grabs her elbow and leads her into the house, with me following behind them at a distance. Checking out all of the crazy details on the house, I take it all in and everything that connects to it. Like I said, I like to be aware of my surroundings just in case something happens. Once we step inside, I take in the entry way. There are huge white columns that make their way down the entry way. Before we even get ten steps inside the house, a woman who looks very similar to Siena comes walking towards us.

  “Hello, Dear.” She says, kissing both of Xavier’s cheeks, then moving to her daughter.

  “Hello, Momma.” She whispers.

  Once she’s done, the woman turns her attention towards me. “My, my… Hunny, you didn’t tell me that we were getting a new employee.” She winks at me and then walks over to me. She runs her hand down my arm, and all the way to my ass. She grips it, and squeezes, causing me to move away from her reach. “He’s so handsome.” She murmurs.

  Looking at Siena, I can tell she isn’t comfortable with what her mother is doing to me. Hell, I’m pretty sure I’m not either, but I need this job, so I will do what I need to. “Melinda, please keep your hands off the body guard.” Xavier growls. Thank fuck. I didn’t want to have to be rude to her.

  “He is here for one job, and one job only.” Melinda and Siena both look towards Xavier. “He is to protect Siena and Evan. He will not be your boy toy, and Siena; you will listen to what he says.” Siena’s face pales, and I can only hope that I affect her the way she’s affecting me.

  “Yes, Daddy.” She whispers before getting out of her father’s grip and making her way up the stairs.

  “Please ignore my rude daughter. She is probably still upset that I made her break up with the loser boyfriend she has been dating. He was a liability and will no longer be allowed within one hundred feet of her. If you see him, kill him.” He doesn’t look at me; he just turns his attention to his wife. “My dear, where is that son of ours?”

  “Who knows?!” She exclaims, and makes her way into the other room.

  Well that was pleasant. God, how the hell do people do it? They have all this fancy shit and they need people to protect them. Shit, I would much rather be poor and living in a shitty neighborhood, than being afraid of the rich bastards around this place.

  “My assistant will get you Siena and Evan’s schedules; along with the list of people they are not to have any contact with. I trust my children’s safety with you, and if anything happens to either of them, I will kill you.” He looks at me and I just nod my head.

  “There are guest quarters in the back and that is where you will be staying. The last man is not coming back, so I just suggest that you toss all of his belongs. I will have a group of men at the warehouse for you to choose your team from tomorrow. Be ready to train and get them ready for the job. There is a cell phone, a computer, and car keys in the guest quarters. They are yours.” With that, he walks off in the same direction as Melinda.

  Making my way to the patio doors, I can’t help but think about all that’s happened in the last hour. Walking down the pathway to the guest quarters, I feel like someone is watching me. When I turn to look at the house, I see that she’s watching me. I give her a little wave and she closes the curtains quickly. Smiling to myself, I make my way inside and close the door behind me.

  Looking around the room, I see that this place is nicer than I was expecting. It has a full kitchen, a living room, two bedrooms, and a bathroom. As I explore my new digs, I wonder how this gig is going to go. I know how to fight and I have been protecting myself for as long as I can remember. But to protect an eighteen year old, a twenty two year old, a mistress, a gun and women dealer, and his wife - that seems a little much.

  First things first, I need to get my shit from the slimy hotel. Grabbing the cell phone and the car keys, I make my way outside and down the path to the drive way. Of course there are more cars than I can count, so I hit the unlock button and see the Audi SUV lights flash. Making my way to it, I get in, and start the car. Never in my life have I been in a car this nice. Before I can put in in reverse, I hear a knock on the window.

  Looking over to the passenger side, I see her standing there looking unsure. Rolling the window down, I ask her what she needs. She gets a sly smile and I can tell she’s going to be a pain in the ass already. “Can I go with you?” She asks batting her eyes at me.

  “You don’t even know where I’m going.” I reply with a smirk.

  “Anywhere is better than here.” She replies with a shrug. I motion for her to get in, which she does.

  Backing down the drive, I stay quiet and wait for her to say something first. I know nothing about her and I’m curious as all hell to get to know her. “So why are you working for my father?” She asks after a few minutes of silence. Looking over at her, I try to read her expressions.

  “Why not?” I ask with an eyebrow raised.

  She sighs and shakes her head. “He’s not a good man, and even though I know he loves me, I don’t agree with what he does for a living.” Looking back at the road, I don’t blame her. I wouldn’t want to be known as the kid of a gun and women dealer. Hell, being associated is probably going to get me in hot water more times than not.

  “Even the bad men need protection. I’m only doing it because I need the money.” I state as we pull up to the hotel.

  Once I park the SUV, she looks over at me. “What are we doing here?” Her eyes widen as she looks around the parking lot. She’s probably only been to five star hotels all her life and would never be caught dead here.

  Getting out of the SUV, I make my way over to her door and help her out. “This is where I was staying before your father offered me the job.” She looks around as I close the door.

  “You actually stayed here?” She asks with a shocked expression.

  “Yes princess, I did. Not all of us were raised with golden spoons in our mouths.” Her head flies in my direction and I can tell I just shocked her. She’s probably used to people always doing what she wants, and never talking back to her.

  “I’m sorry.” She whispers looking down to the ground. Grabbing her face between my thumb and forefinger, I force her to look at me. “Don’t ever back down. Don’t let people see your weakness.” She takes a deep breath and nods her head. Our faces are so close that all I have to do is lean forward an inch to land my lips on hers. Her breathing hitches as she looks down at my mouth. Everything in me is telling me to close the distanc
e between us, but my brain finally kicks in and tells me not to screw this up. I need the money. I can’t go there with her.

  Pulling away, I release her and motion for her to lead the way. I can see the blush on her cheeks and I know I was getting to her. Following her up the stairs, I can’t help but stare at her ass as it moves from side to side. I know she’s swaying her hips a little more than normal and, trust me, I’m not complaining.

  “Which room?” She asks when she gets to the top of the stairs. Bringing my eyes to her, I can see the little smirk on her face. She knows she caught me, but hell I’m not ashamed. Most men would kill to get their hands on her.

  I point to the end of the hall and she starts to walk in that direction. When I open the door, I see the biker coming up with a girl on the back of his bike. He nods in my direction and I do the same. Siena tries to see who I am nodding at, but I push her inside and close the door behind us. “Who was that?” She asks trying to look out the window. I pull her away and bring her to the bed. “Sit.” I growl.

  “You’re not my father.” She spits.

  Smirking, I say the only thing I’ve been able to think about. “That’s a good fucking thing, because the thoughts I have been having about you are nothing close to fatherly.” I hear her gasp, and I know that made her shut up. She drops her hands to her lap and goes back to texting on her phone.

  Walking around, I grab the few things that I had left out this morning. Grabbing everything from the bathroom, I walk over to where my bag is, and stuff everything inside. I can feel her eyes on me, but I refuse to look at her.

  “You don’t like me do you?” Her voice is quiet and sad, which causes me to stop and finally look at her.

  “Why do you say that?” The words just fall out of my mouth. I don’t want her to think I don’t like her. It’s quite the opposite. I’m trying to keep myself from attacking her.

  “Just the way you say things to me. Plus you had the chance to kiss me by the car, and you didn’t.” Her voice is filled with sadness, and I can’t help but take a seat next to her on the bed.

  “I didn’t kiss you because if I did, I don’t know if I could stop.” I state looking her right in the eyes.

  “Ooh.” She squeaks out, looking a little nervous. Chuckling, I get up and grab the rest of my stuff and shove it in my bag. Checking the room over once more, I grab my bag and toss it over my shoulder. Grabbing my knife, I stick it in my pocket and make my way to the door.

  “You ready, Princess?” I ask from the doorway.

  She nods her head and walks across the room, never looking me in the eyes. Walking down the steps, I notice that the biker is gone. Laughing to myself, I shake my head. He must have hit it and quit it. Damn, too bad I didn’t get to sneak a peek at her. I feel a tiny finger poke me. “What are you laughing about?” She asks with her head tilted a tad. She’s looking at me like a dog does when they do that stupid head tilt thing.

  “Nothing important.” I reply, walking to her side of the SUV.

  Helping her inside, she just smiles. “Okay.”

  Making my way to the driver’s side, I see a few people watching us. Instantly, I scan the area before I put the SUV in reverse. They watch, but never make a move. Maybe I’m being paranoid, but you can never be too sure, especially if they are after Siena.

  After a few minutes, her voice breaks the silent cab. “Have you met my father’s whore yet?” Surprised, I look over at her. She doesn’t look pissed off about it, which is a first. Most women hate the other women, especially if it was someone who was ruining their family.

  “No I haven’t.” I say looking back at the road.

  The rest of the ride is carried out in silence, which isn’t uncomfortable at all. I actually like being in her presence. I just have to remind myself that this is just a job and I can’t get attached. I chant this over and over in my head until we pull into the driveway.

  When we get out of the car, I see a guy walking towards us. “Siena.” He growls.

  I watch her cower a little, and I can’t help but want to protect her from this douche bag. “Hi Tony.” She mumbles. He grabs her arm and pulls her to him. I watch the fear in her eyes as she looks back at me, pleading for me to do something.

  “Who the hell are you?” He barks.

  “If you don’t let her go, you’re about to find out.”

  His lip curls in disgust, and I can’t help but smirk. When he doesn’t let her go, I make my way to him and land a kick to the outside of his knee. He lets out a girly ass scream, and Siena comes to stand next to me. Leaving him on the ground, I grab her elbow and lead her towards my place.

  “You okay?” I ask, looking at her arm. She has a few red marks from where he grabbed her, but other than that she just looks shaken up. She just nods her head yes and keeps looking over my shoulder. Turning her so that she isn’t looking for him, I watch her back and check her arm at the same time. “Who was that?” I ask.

  Her lip starts to tremble, and I wonder what the fuck that asshole has done to her. She shouldn’t be scared of that fucking guy. “Tony is the man my father wants me to marry. My father wants him and my brother to take over when the time comes, but I can’t marry him.” Her eyes are wild and she looks ready to pass out. Grabbing her hand, I drag her inside my place and lock the door behind us.

  After I get her to take a seat on the couch, I walk into the kitchen and search for a cup for water. Once I find the glasses, I grab two and fill them both up. Walking back over to Siena, I can tell she is still shaken up. I hand her the glass, and wait for her reaction. Before she can say anything, I hear a banging on the door. Grabbing my knife, I slowly walk to the door and check out the peep hole.

  The Tony bastard is standing there looking pissed as all hell. “Siena, go into the back room and wait for me.” I whisper. She jumps up and runs down the hall towards the master bedroom. When I see that she is hidden, I open the door and come face to face with the bastard.

  “I’ll fucking kill you, you little mother fucker.” He grounds out.

  “I’d like to see you try.” I chuckle. He doesn’t know me, or what I am capable of, so I have the upper hand.

  He tries to come at me, but I give him a jab in the throat. His hands instantly go to his neck, so I lift my knee and jam it into his dick. He falls to the ground just as Xavier comes out of the house. “What the fuck is going on out here?” He exclaims.

  I just shrug my shoulders and he continues to look between us. He helps Tony off the ground and gives me a dirty look. What? The asshole told me to protect Siena, and that’s exactly what I was doing.

  “This bastard attacked me for touching my fiancée.” Tony grumbles while rubbing his throat.

  Fiancée? Of course. All the good ones are already taken.

  “Well fiancée or not, you don’t grab a woman that way. You touch her like that again and I won’t just hit you in the throat and the junk.” I mutter. Xavier is looking between us with a curious expression.

  “Tony, meet Siena’s new body guard, Sloane.”

  I watch the way Tony stares at me trying to size me up. “You get in between me and her again and I’ll put a bullet in your head.” He growls.

  “Again, I’d like to see you try.” I smirk. Xavier nods his head dismissing me and leads Tony back to the house, probably to do business or whatever.

  Slipping inside my place, I walk into the back room where Siena is. When I pass through the door, I see Siena lying on my bed. Her eyes are closed and she almost looks like she’s asleep.

  “I know you’re staring at me. Why don’t you just come and sit down instead of trying to kill me with your eyes.” She murmurs. She doesn’t open her eyes, but she does pat the bed next to her. Walking towards the bed, I take a seat, and just stare at her.

  She’s beautiful with her red hair laid out on my bed. Her body has perfect curves, and her tits just fucking call to you. Her tan skin has a glow to it that makes her look like she’s been out in the sun all day.


  “So you probably heard that I’m supposed to marry that idiot.” She sighs. I wonder why she doesn’t like that idea.

  “I take it you don’t like him?” I ask, watching her features change with each word that rolls off her tongue.

  “You guessed right. I tried to tell my father, but he thinks it’s in the best interest of the business, so I have no choice.” Her hand reaches out and lands on my thigh. Looking down at it, I pray it inches up right where I want it. Watching her hand move towards my dick, I tense up. I’m hard as steel right now, and as much as I want to fuck her, I can’t cross that line.

  When her fingers brush against the tip of my dick, I can’t help but groan. The next thing I know, she’s sitting up and watching me. Her hand goes a little higher and rubs the length of my dick. Everything in me is telling me to fuck her. Shit, I can see in her eyes that she’s thinking the same thing I am.

  When she leans into me, I put my hand on hers, keeping her from going any further. “We can’t.” I mumble under my breath. Her eyes go down to my lips, and I try to fight the urge to kiss her.

  “Why not?” She asks quietly.

  Sucking in a breath, I look into her eyes. “I won’t be able to do my job if I do.” She snorts and looks at me like I’m crazy.

  “Why not?” She asks with a coy smile on her lips. She slowly gets up off the bed, and goes to stand in front of me. Her hands come to my shoulders and I watch what she does next. Straddling my lap, she tangles her fingers into the scruff on my neck.

  Leaning into her ear, I whisper, “Because I have a feeling that once I have a taste of you, I’m not going to be able to stay away.” I feel her body tremble and her fingers tug on the ends of my hair.

  “I don’t mind.” She whispers. Her eyes are full of lust, and I can see her nipples peeking through her shirt.

  She adjusts herself so that her pussy is right above my cock and she wraps her legs around my waist. The temptation is almost too much. I almost give in to her. Before her lips can land on mine, I pull back. “What about your arranged marriage?” I question, not that I really care about him. He’s a huge tool and I wouldn’t mind knowing his future wife rather fuck me than her old man.