Life sucks. Definitely.

I mean, I have to survive my college years with this egoistic, beautiful-hazel eye bodyguard. So yeah, life sucks.

I looked at my front and saw Logan talking to the air hostess while I'm here, sitting in the private jet.

The air hostess soon left and his scrutiny was back to me now.

I changed my gaze and looked outside. I could feel his eyes on me, completely.
Looks like he has a staring habit.

"Stop staring at me."

"I'm not looking at you, I'm looking out for you." He murmured.

"No one will attack me in this jet, so you don't need to." I said with attitude.

"You never know." He smirked. "Besides, I'm least interested in staring at you."

"Don't you think you're being too frank with me? Do not forget, I'm your ma'am." I said being impertinent.

"Oh, yeah of course ma'am." He said, while his smirk didn't leave his lips.

The smirk.
And the lips.

His red, rough lips looks so luscious, which I wanna kiss so hard-

Wait, what? You need to hold up on yourself, Veronica. He's an ass. Don't let him get you like that.

I somehow made myself understand and didn't realise that we reached our destination. I got out if the jet and inhaled the environment. It was so new and salubrious. I looked at my back and saw Logan coming with mine and his bag

"Let's go, there's a car outside the airport for us." He said or rather ordered and I....... just nodded like a girl getting crazy with someone's looks.

We got into the car and soon we reached the place.

I sighed. My dad literally bought such a huge house just for two people.

I went inside the house and saw it.

Jesus Christ.

The living room was so beautiful, better than the negative-vibe-filled-mansion of my dad and Victor.

"Let me take you to your room." I heard a sexy voice from behind.

"I can choose my room myself." I dissed at him.

"Oh well, you can't. Your room is decided." He said in an ordering voice.

What does he think of himself? Why does it always feel as if he is my Sir and I'm under him?

I rolled my eyes.

"You decided it?"

"Um, well I had to decide it." He told me.

"Huh, what? Why will you decide yourself? It's not your place okay, my dad bought it so shut the fuck up." I said getting angry.

"Are you sure about that?" He smirked.

"Sure about what?"

"Ma'am, this is my house." He said.

I looked at him. What? His house? Shit. And I was shouting like a bitch as if I owned the house.

But wait-
Why is he a bodyguard if he owns such a big place? That's a question.

"Now if your drama is over, can we go and end this shit? I've lot more things to deal with other than this." He said.

I clenched my jaw looking at his attitude towards me.

He took me upstairs and showed me my room.

We went inside and he kept my bags there and went without saying anything.

I wonder which one is his room.

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I was asleep in my room when my sleep broke at 2 in the morning as I felt hungry. I got up from my cozy bed while wearing a knee length night dress and went out of the room. I literally forgot where was the kitchen but I soon found it downstairs.

I opened the fridge to find some food when I felt something. I turned back and saw Logan standing there wearing a sweatpant and-

Wait, his upper part of the body was naked.

Fuck, I could see his abs. It showed that he works out regularly. His muscles, his abs, everything was quintessential. He looked exquisite.

"Are you done staring?" I broke out of my lusty thoughts listening to his voice.

"I.... I'm not-" I tried to say something. Fuck this embarrassment.

"What are you doing so late here?" He asked with a rigid voice, ignoring my statement.

"I was hungry, I just came to eat something." I said while shrugging.

"You are my bodyguard, that doesn't mean I need your protection inside the house too, for like 24/7." I continued getting irritated.

He looked at me and came forward a little.

"I'm your bodyguard, I know what to do. Don't teach me." He said.

Why is he such an ass?

"Wait, how can you even talk to me like that? What makes you think that I won't tell this to my dad and make him fire you?" I asked angrily. What the hell is his problem?

"I know you won't tell, Mr.Denver." He said confidently.

"And how are you so sure?" I asked folding my arms.

He smirked and started to come closer to me. I got a little conscious.

"What makes you think that I don't have anything to tell your dear daddy?" He said with a smirk, still coming forward.

"What-What do you mean?" I took the steps backward until I hit the island.

He came more closer and kept his both hands on my sides, locking me.

"Why do you think I won't tell your dad, all the dirty deeds you did in his absence?" He smirked, bringing his face closer to me. The proximity was doing something to me.

If he's talking about my fucking hook ups and going to the bar, I swear to god-

"Yes I'm talking about all the hook ups, the kisses, the dances, the drinking, etc. What will you do huh?" He said while keeping his face just an inch away from mine.

I could feel his hands, making his way to my bare thighs.

Fuck, is he trying to make me horny? Because it is working.

"You.. You can't use that against me." I said while breathing heavily. Our lips were just an inch apart. I could also feel his bare chest, touching my breasts.

What is he doing to me?

"Oh guess what, I can and I will." He said while plugging my hair strand behind my ears.

"So it would be better if you stop your tantrums and just do as you're told because that's for your safety." He said with a smirk.

His hand travelled through my thighs to almost my breast. Was it bad that I wanted him to touch it? And squeeze it?
His touch was too sensual. I could feel his hand turning me on. I mean, I've been with many boys before and nobody had the power to turn me on so quick.

But he? He can turn me on with just a look and a touch.

My heavy breath made my breast expand and touch his chest hardly. I looked at him and I could see the lust in his eyes.

I had such a big urge to just kiss his lips. I so want him, badly.

"So don't forget what I said." He whispered sexily.

When I thought he decided to move away, at the exact time he came near my lips.

"Because I'm not gonna handle your tantrums like others. You either gotta change yourself, or be quite. Or else I know how to make you quiet in other special ways. And I know you'll love and regret it. So do as you're told. "

He whispered in a husky tone and left after winking, leaving me in some other world.

It's just the first day with him and this is what he is doing to me.

How am I supposed to control myself for 3 years?

As I said, life definitely sucks. As fuck.

Hey guys! Hope you're doing good.
So a friend of mine made a cover for me. Shout out to NoXiOuS_PsYcHe for making such a great cover, the way I wanted. Thank you so much <3

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Stay safe :)
Amelia Rose.