Her personal bodyguard

Lindsay's POV.

Asher got home that night drunk. That was the least way I expected him to be. I had expected him to be furious and probably choke me to death. Asher was a very confusing being. Each time I expected him to do something, he always did things the other way.

He staggered as he made his way through the front door while I stayed at the side staring at him. He looked at me for a while. I didn't know if he was angry or not.

He raised his hand to speak. “That was a really good act you...." He paused. “Pulled at my office today" he shook his head as he tossed his suitcase to the couch.

I didn't say a word. I was alert as ever. He was drunk and was probably not going to hit me, but i didn't want to take the risk.

He started coming towards me but I didn't move back because I didn't want to give him the impression that I was scared. He reeked of alcohol and it made me wonder how much drink he had had.

“Don't come any closer Asher?" I said with a stern look on my face. I thought he wa