My feet are aching and my skirt is rising up into my legs because of how steep the mountain that we are climbing. Levi told me that he will take me on a date but I didn’t expect that this is the kind of date that he meant.
I stopped walking and looked at him. “Let’s go down,” I suggested because my body is tired. It’s been what? Almost 5 kilometers… I guess we are mountain climbing for 5 km and my body can’t take it. My legs are all aching and if they can only talk, they will curse Levi for bringing us here.
The brute only smiles before he kneels down in front of me. “Come on,” he gestures to his back before cranking his neck to look at me. Poutingly, I hopped on and he lifted me as if I didn’t weigh anything.
“You needed to eat more, madam.” He teased before I can feel him intentionally squeezing my butt. He mockingly shouts when I pulled his hair but a playful smile is displays on his lip
“And now…for our last entry for this year’s charity event, may we call upon the stage, the president’s daughter, Ms. Amara Ildefonso.”The crowd applaud as I approach the mini stage where the emcee is waiting for me. Father didn’t tell me about this event not until, this morning. Levi is sulking because he doesn’t agree with it. However, father threatened another marriage proposal. A threat which made me accept going to this event.Noises from the crowd can be heard as I approach the leather seat situated at the center of the stage. The light is in dim brown making the ambience more appealing for this event. Below are the gentleman and some elite conglomerate of the country. I don’t understand this part of politics, because sometimes when I attended this kind of event it almost feels like it was just a bunch of jokes for some elites.However, I do not have a choice for being the president’s daughter requires
“ W-What..” I cannot utter words whilst my hands slightly pushed Major Sullivan away from my body. I can feel his toned chest from his suit. My lips parted as I saw his smirk, his arrogant smirk.He chuckles and gently pinched the top of my nose. “ You’re shocked that I can afford you for a half-million dollars? I’m hurt, Amara,” he manages to joke as he pulls my hand to join him on the couch.I cannot still believe that he’s here. “ B-But you’re just…”“ A bodyguard?” he finished his sentence, raising his eyebrows as he looked to me. His hands is now busy as it pours a bottle of champagne into our glasses.I bit my bottom lips because that is exactly what I thought. My eyes wander around his body, the expensive black suit that he’s wearing. The signature leather shoes and damn, the gold watch on his wrist told me that this is not my bodyguard.&ldquo
What Major Sullivan said kept me from breathing and made me shiver throughout the whole drive. We entered a parking lot from the basement and damn, my knees weakened as he softly assisted me to one of the hallways. He already told me that he book a room for us, specifically, he book a room to fuck me.I don’t know how to react to that but my body surely knows how as I felt myself throbbing from the promises of his words. It’s been what? It’s been always me who initiated something like this or it’s always his way to punish me but something inside tells me that this isn’t something like that. That this is something else.Something that I can clearly enjoy. As soon as he opened the door to the room, a yelp came out of my mouth as he pushed me against the back of the door, his hands gripping a handful of my hair as he pressed his lips into my open mouth.He didn’t waste any second for the moment that our lips crashed
I As I felt his muscular bare chest on the side of my head, I softly hummed and closed my eyes. Major Sullivan drew me into his arms as we lay nude on the bed after that heated session.When I felt his hands touching me there, I let out a few gasps. "Sore," he whispered, amusement on his face. I had to glance up to see the mischievous expression in his eyes, the tip of his nose, and his lips glistening with moisture as if tempting me in for a kiss. That's exactly what I did.Major Sullivan sighed before kissing the top of my head." You're sore child, stop taunting me," he teased, and I was irritated when he called me child." Oh, no!" " He sighs amusingly, biting his bottom lip since I just pinched his nipple." I pushed him away and was about to get out of the bed when he grabbed my hands and pushed me back into his arms, where I belonged.His hushed giggles pierced the flesh of my ears. "I love you," he whispered, and even though it wasn't the first time
My father, the president, wanted to know the identity of the man who bidden for me in the auction. He was blabbering about his amazement as he sips to his coffee while I was busy eating my breakfast.Last night was awesome. It was full of memories for me and the man who is standing beside my father. He looks too serious whilst he addresses some concerns against my security. Father wanted to check my schedule and wanted me to join him for breakfast which I oblige because I am waiting for a perfect time to tell my father about my bodyguard and me.I just hope that I will not send him to the hospital. Major Sullivan is right, though. Father needed to know about us because this is something big. And I think, this is my last wild escapade as the scandalous nation’s daughter. My cheeks flushed thinking of that. I cannot believe that I wanted what we have to last. More importantly, I cannot believe that I wanted Major Sullivan to be the last man in my life.&ldqu
For the whole week, I’ve been bothered by Kiko’s visit. His words are like a warning ringing over and over into my ears and I’ve been insane to think that he meant no harm. Of course, Kiko will not visit me like that if he doesn’t know something.I know him for long, long enough to know what is going inside of his head that’s why I did what I had to do. I told Major Sullivan to investigate Kiko, to investigate if he knows something to calm my mind. At first, he told me I am just feeling things but I am now sure whilst I am holding a picture of him in my hand.The same night is printed at the side of the picture, it’s the night of the auction where Major Sullivan and I spend the night in some hotel outside of the city. It’s not a coincidence that he arrived there at the same time as us and it’s not either a coincidence that he checked in at the room beside us.Thinking of him before makes me safe and protected but r
“ What are you doing inside of my house?!” I confronted Kiko as we strode our way into our living room but this man only smirked at my outburst like he find this scene rather entertaining.The bodyguards are trailing behind us but my mind is only thinking about Major Sullivan. The audacity of Kiko to just go inside of his room is nothing but a form of disrespect. How can he do that? Who permitted him that he can just do something like that in our house?Kiko gently sit on our couch and I wanted to wipe off the smirk on his face. “ Father told me to accompany you,” he mentioned and for a moment, I look at him with confusion.Father? But his father is dead!“ Sorry, your father rather. He wants me to go and check for you because apparently, aside from the prime minister, I was once his chosen man for the nation’s daughter,” he bragged and hell, I can just throw this pillow that I am holding directly at
I trembled. Life is shitting right in front of my face as I looked at my angry father. The president of the country in his respectable suit with his eyes throwing a dagger at his scandalous daughter. Now, it wasn’t just a scandal.It’s the truth. A truth that I don’t know how to cope with. I will tell my father about us, but this isn’t what I have planned. I thought to tell him in his calmest mood, but seeing him right now; I feared the future. I feared what he can do to me. To us.“ D-Dad—” I tried to reach for his hands and beg for forgiveness. To explain, but the disgusts and betrayal in his face makes me crumble down at my feet.Major Sullivan cleared his throat to speak up but Father only needed to look at him with the same disgusts and anger he shows me earlier.Kiko bowed down in front of my father. “ Mr. President,” he said in a faint tone. I looked at him, at his boldness to talk after he put