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THE HIRED PROTECTOR OF A THE HIRED PROTECTOR OF A SPOILT BRAT.

      ? {He's Cold. She's Spoilt}.?

 

Written by Presh Alicia Daisy.??

 

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EPISODE 6. SPENDING THE DAY TOGETHER. 

 

?Maximilliano's P.O.V?

 

We are not talking to each other.

 

I think I finally understand why the 'princess' told me that I'll regret making this trip with her.

 

It's been four hours since I sat in this chair pretending to read one magazine after another while she shopped with her friends.

 

I hate shopping. I and half of the guys in the world. Shopping with women can be disastrous.

 

I watched as Castia and her friends walked around the mall, line by line buying lots and lots of things. 

 

Those three girls behaved exactly like her and I'm not surprised. If someone like Castia has friends, they are just birds of the same feathers.

 

Finally, four of them headed to the counter and they made their payments. The mall's male helpers helped the ladies to take the bags to their different cars and their drivers helped to put the bags in the car trunk.

 

All the while, Castia stared at me and the bags. I half expected her to order me to carry the bags. 

 

That way she will finally get that there's a difference between a 'protector' and a 'bodyguard'.

 

But surprising, she didn't. Instead, she allowed the mall helpers to do their job.

 

I thought that it's finally time to go home but obviously, I thought wrong because Castia told the driver to drive us to a bar.

 

?Castia's P.O.V?

 

After shopping with my friends, I decided to chill out in a bar before going home. 

 

I know my bodyguard is probably very irritated right now, but hey, he wanted to make this trip all by himself. 

 

I would have been smiling but his face remained so passive and emotionless....even after sitting in a chair for four good hours.

 

I regretted not coming out with my two bodyguards. I do have a lot of them at home and that's why it baffles me that father will get me this rock in form of a man who is so damn annoying!

 

In the space of a day, he has revved me up in ways no one have ever dared to. He has treated me in ways no man who ever try. And he doesn't follow instructions!

 

In the bar, I sat down and eye-fucked every guy in the bar. I need fun for the night...it's been a long time I had one of those.

 

My bodyguard was seated in a different table far away from me and for that I was grateful. I don't need his distractions.

 

One guy caught my attention and I signaled to him to come over. He was quick to discard his drinks, leave his friends and run over to me.

 

Everybody know me around here.

 

"Will you go home with me tonight?" I asked seductively.

 

"Yes! Of course, princess Castia." He nodded his head quickly.

 

"Alright then, when I finish my drink, we go." I announced and proceeded to take my drink. 

 

?Maximilliano's P.O.V?

 

She turned to me and glared at me so much, I would have dropped dead if eyes can kill.

 

She didn't say a word to me, instead she gave the lanky boy beside him a little smile.

 

I watched her as she got up to go take the seat beside the boy. Her hips swayed effortlessly as she walked, drawing attention to her backside. And what a nice fine ass it is. 

 

Too bad the ass it on the wrong person.

 

Hours passed. The girl was beat. She had a lot to drink and it's quite obvious that she's drunk.

 

She danced with the guy, kissed him every one and then. Even from where I sat, I heard her telling the man how to kiss her, how to touch her and how not to.

 

I would have told her that she'd had too much to drink but I know she wouldn't appreciate it.

 

When her head started slurring around, and it was already getting late, I got up from where I sat.

 

I walked to her. She saw me coming, and smiled widely. "Oh! Look who is coming to get me!? It's my annoying bodyguard!" She gasped, her voice unusually high-pitched.

 

"You are drunk." I stated flatly, "Let's go."

 

"I don't want to go just yet...!"

 

I didn't let her finish, I bent down and lifted her into my arms, I made my way out.

 

"Let...me...down...right....this....minute!" She slurred, though she wasn't putting up much of a fight.

 

"What about me?" The guy asked, "She said I get to go to the Castello with her."

 

"Oh, you're coming too!" The drunk princess said.

 

I ignored her. I turned and glared at the lanky guy. "Don't follow me." I said in a voice that brook no argument..

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