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      it was frustrating that her bodyguard before fabian had taken another job, though she understood it because he had a family of his own now and needed a job that was less demanding. he was replaced with fabian. the blonde wasnât a fan of the dark haired male, he was constantly breathing down her neck, though she had never given him a chance either just been in a huff about losing the bodyguard she actually liked. fabian was her full time bodyguard, though like any job he had two days off in a week and her part time bodyguard would step in â she liked fabian better than that grumpy one. hazel eyes rolled as she turned on her heel to face him, âmaybe itâs not on there because i didnât want you to know about it,â she spoke with pursed lips, folding her arms over her chest. if she had managed to walk out without him and something happened to her then it would be on him, he was the best at his job which was why fabian was her bodyguard.Â
exhaling she knew he wasnât going to let her go without knowing where she was going and accompanying her, âi wanted to go and see someone.. itâs no big deal. iâm sleeping with them, they can be trusted,â she spoke looking him up and down, âi mean i get why you would want to stop it.. knowing you canât sleep with me must be pretty hard.â
    Valentina had a mouth on her, and he wasnât surprised sheâd reply the way she did. For some reason, she didnât like him from the moment he started working as her full-time guard and at first he thought sheâd warm up to him, but itâs been a while and sheâs continued to make it clear that his presence wasnât welcomed with her. Fabian was starting to think she actually didnât like him for some weird resentment she was projecting on to him, or sheâs fucking with him. He definetely had to note that if she was indeed just fucking with him, then heâd definitely have to recommend a career in acting, because she had him fooled for a while, and Fabian DeMarco was literally clinically, physically, and mentally trained to call out bullshitâwell, suspicious and dishonest behavior. She could walk out the door, try to leave without him, but in all truth, heâd just be mere feet behind her. Watching her every move like a creep or a predator stalking their prey, but only to make sure she was safe from harm, of course. Fabian didnât plan on losing his job because he let her go alone somewhere with some guy that she claimed could be trusted and then have something happen to her. Fuck getting fired, Valentinaâs family had power, royal power... there was no doubt they would give him the full John the Baptist treatment and have his head served on a silver platter as âjustâ punishment.Â
All of those things didnât surprise him though, what did shock him was how she spoke to him, and how she so openly explained what she was going to be up to behind closed doors, which, sure, sometimes as he waited Fabian let his mind wander, hands too... Valentina was a beautiful woman, sometimes she just looked so fucking sexy, smelled nearly intoxicating, in a good way, of course, but made him wait in the car alone for so long that he couldnât bloody help himself. The tall male never planned on revealing that, though... Until now really he was one thousand percent sure heâd be taking that dirty little secret with him to the gravel. The bodygaurd didnât want her royal highness to feel uncomfortable by knowing he thought of her any other way than simply his employer, and within binding himself to Valentina, he vowed to protect her with everything he had. Telling her, coming on to her, thatâd just get in the way of his job, putting her in danger, and it was innapropriate to give into such temptaitions. However, Val didnât seem to share the same curtesy towards him though, and how could he ever expect her to? They were two completely different people in general, but she wasnât the one risking her life and her livelihood if she crossed any lines. Guess that made things a little easier. On her, anyway... nothing was ever âeasierâ when it came to this job, to her. âFuck, that was... what?â Fabian always made sure no one saw him when he touched himself in the car waiting for her, thinking about her, and even then, it wasnât like he was moaning out her name or anything obvious either. The broading brunette didnât know where she got the impression that heâd want to fuck her aside from the things she told herself, but it made him anxious, as if her missed a crucial detail in covering his tracks. There was no denying that Fabian wouldâve loved a night of passion and intimacy with her, release all that, tension, they seemed to have with each other, but she didnât need to know that, yet. Smirking a little and looking away, wanting to scratch the back of his head because he was nervous and needed to do something with his hands, but would rather jump in an acid bath before him himself away, he looked back at her seemingly puzzled and placed his large hands in his front pockets. âWhat gives you the slightest idea that I want to have sex with you, Valentina?âÂ
