Chapter 5
Lila
I couldn’t believe that Daddy had sent this guy to my home! I didn’t even want a bodyguard. How was he going to protect me? I wasn’t safe anywhere! Didn’t Daddy and the guys understand that? What I needed, was to get out of here, leave Orlando!
He was a hulking mass of muscle and strength and I wasn’t sure how to react to him, except by being irritated. I wanted to be angry, and push him out of the door—not that I had the strength to be able to do that. I wanted to scream and throw a tantrum but something told me that this man didn’t have the patience for that. He wasn’t like Daddy, and neither was he going to let me get my way the way my friends Rodeo and Abe did. This man would have to be dealt with in a different way.
He was standing in the middle of my small hallway, his head nearly grazing my low ceiling. I couldn’t recall ever meeting someone so tall. He had a thick scruffy dark beard to match his dark hair. His eyes were golden brown and they were smoldering as he stared at me. He was wearing a black leather jacket and I could see the patch on it. A patch that wasn’t the Marked Skulls.
Dad had brought in an outsider to protect me! I didn’t understand it. Had he even met this guy? Did he know that I would be violently attracted to him? Was that dad’s plan all along?
Neither of us had spoken for a while. We just kept standing there staring at each other. I realized then that my cheeks were flushed. I could feel the back of my neck burning up. The muscles in my belly were tightening as I stood under his glare. How strong was he? Would he be able to lift me up with one hand? I had no doubts that he could if he wanted to. A shiver ran down my spine at the thought of that. Of being helpless in his arms, of the weight of his large muscular body over me as he plowed his cock into me.
I shook my head to drive those thoughts out of my head. This wasn’t about how deliciously hot this man was, this was about how I didn’t want my dad or the MC to help me.
“You shouldn’t make yourself comfortable here. I don’t need your help,” I said, breaking the silence.
The guy, who’d introduced himself as Girth, looked around the hallway, and then started walking towards me. My back snapped straight. As he walked towards me, I was already fantasizing him tipping me backwards, clasping my ass and kissing me senseless.
But he brushed past me and into my small living room.
“Don’t worry, I have no intention of invading your privacy. I’m going to stay outside on the porch,” I heard him say and I followed him.
He walked to the window of my living room, testing its ability to slide open. I watched him as he walked around the room, knocking on the walls lightly.
I followed him into the kitchen, where he tested the windows again.
“What are you doing?” I asked him and Girth kept his brows crossed, and I followed him to the bathroom in the hallway.
“Making sure that all the entry points are secure. Are there windows in your bedroom?” he asked, and came to a stop in front of my bedroom. The door was tightly shut.
“I don’t want you going in there!” I snapped at him and Girth looked at me. There was a lazy quality to his golden brown eyes. He appeared to be a calm person, someone strong and even tempered. It seemed like it would take a lot to agitate this guy. Like he didn’t lose his temper easily. However, I wasn’t about to be fooled so easily by him. I knew exactly the kind of men, these guys from MCs were. They were all the same under their toughened hard exterior; they were rowdy arrogant wild animals.
“I have to check your room. Make sure that…” he began to say and I cut him off.
“That the entry points are secure. I get it. I’ll keep the window shut. Happy?” I snapped and Girth lazily looked away from me.
“Yes, you need to keep the windows shut but we need to secure them too. They shouldn’t be easy to open or break into from outside,” he said and I gawked at him with my mouth open.
“Are you seriously thinking of boarding my windows up?” I snapped and Girth shrugged, as he dug his massive hands into the pockets of his jeans. I could feel the tightness in my pussy. I had to clench it to stop the throbbing. I couldn’t help but wonder how big he was, his cock was.
“Something like that. It would only be temporary,” Girth stated and I turned around and walked back into the kitchen.
“No way! I’m not going to be a prisoner in my own home. It’s the middle of summer! I have no air conditioning. I’ll suffocate without the windows!” I declared and Girth had followed me into the kitchen.
“No, you won’t, not if you go out, spend some time outdoors,” he said and I arched an eyebrow at him. Now I could see where he was going with this.
“Nice try, but I’m not leaving the house. Not unless I get what I want,” I said and his brows crossed in confusion.
“What do you want? Isn’t staying safe good enough for you?” he asked, in a low deep voice and I could hear the sting of anger in his voice. I had finally been able to rattle him a little. I considered it a victory.
“What I want, you can’t give me. Only my dad can, and I’m not leaving this house till I get it,” I said and crossed my arms over my breasts again. I watched him as his eyes travelled from my face to my breasts. He was drinking in their shape. So, he had noticed my body. This big guy wasn’t so unaffected by my body after all. I felt a thrill of delight run down my spine.
“Well, till you and your dad sort it out, it’s my job to keep you safe and that’s what I’m going to do,” he said, and that tinge of anger had gone from his voice again. Fuck! This guy knew how to keep calm. Maybe my dad and his friends needed to take a lesson from him. I crossed my brows at him.
“So, what? You’re just going to follow me around all day?” I asked and Girth took a step in my direction. Once again, my body stiffened. I could breathe in his masculine scent, a hint of aftershave mixed with the heady smell of his sweat. I realized that I was already picturing him naked.
“Yes, that is the only way we can make sure that you’re safe,” he said and I peered into his eyes.
“So, what you’re saying is that you’re willing to take a bullet for me?” I asked. He had stepped even closer to me, so that now I had to tip my head back a little to be able to meet his eyes.
“If that’s what it takes, although I would like to avoid that situation from happening at all costs,” he stated. We were staring at each other. He was close to me now, close enough to pull me into his arms. That was what I wanted. I was secretly glad that my dad had sent him to my house. A thrill ran down my spine at the thought of sleeping with him, when all my dad wanted was for him to be my bodyguard.
“Well, I don’t want it. I don’t want your protection and I don’t want my father’s. He couldn’t keep me safe the first time. How do I know that you’re going to be able to keep me safe a second time?” I snapped at him and Girth stared at me with clenched jaws.
“Well, we can wait and watch. What do you have to lose?” he asked and I squinted my eyes at him threateningly.
“I don’t want to have anything to do with my dad. Do you understand that?” I snapped, in a screechy voice but Girth didn’t flinch.
“You should know that I am willing to do anything it takes to get my job done,” he snarled and I could see his anger rising slowly.
“Which includes boarding up my windows and making me a prisoner in my own home?” I snapped back and Girth took in a deep breath.
“You can look at it any way you want, but yes, I’m going to keep you safe and I’m also going to take you out of the house,” he said and I rolled my eyes at him.
“Why do you all want me out of the house?” I shrieked. “I got shot at two days ago! Someone tried to kill me out on the road! So, forgive me if I’m weary of stepping outside!” I was screaming now and I clamped my mouth shut when he took another threatening step in my direction.
“Because it is unhealthy for a young woman like you to stay cooped up in your house all day, that’s why. Your father and your friends want what is best for you and you refuse to see it that way,” he said, in an even but firm tone.
I felt naked under his glare. Like he could see right through me. I wanted to be enraged about the things he was saying, at the fact that he was taking these liberties with me. However, his nearness to my body was distracting. I felt like I couldn’t think straight anymore.
“It’s hilarious how concerned everybody suddenly is. They should have stopped that man from pointing a gun at me instead!” I screeched and Girth came closer. He was closing in on me. A shadow fell over me as I craned my neck to look up at him. Despite how angry I was feeling, I could also sense a distinct sticky wetness in my panties. I had no idea why this was so sexy. I was supposed to be having a fight with him!
“They didn’t know it was coming, and now they’re taking action. Just trust us!” he barked, raising his voice for the first time and I pouted my lips angrily at him.
“I can’t trust them. I can’t trust anyone. My mother didn’t want this life for me. I don’t want this life for me!” I screamed and he stretched his hands out towards me. I gasped and screeched as his grip tightened on my waist and he was lifting me up in the air.
The fantasy I had been having about him a few minutes ago, was coming true. But instead of pinning me to the wall and fucking me, Girth had lifted me up and thrown me over his left shoulder. He was carrying me to my bedroom and I tried to wriggle free, tried to push against his grip.
“What are you doing? Let me go!” I pounded my fists on his back, as he pushed open the door of my bedroom and deposited me on the carpet.
I stumbled on my feet, pulling my t-shirt down with a jerk. My belly had been exposed but Girth hadn’t even looked in my direction. He was walking out of my bedroom now.
“What are you doing? Where are you going?” I screeched and I could still feel the warmth and strength of his arms on my body.
“You can stay in here, and see what it feels like to be really locked up,” he grumbled and shut the door. I heard him turn the key in the lock from outside and I ran and banged on the door.
“You can’t fucking do this! This is my house!” I screamed.
“I’m not letting you out till you tell me what you want from your dad, and till you promise me that you’re going to stop resisting help,” I heard him say from the other side of the door.
I gritted my teeth in anger and hissed. I couldn’t believe this was happening. I grabbed a fistful of my hair and pulled and then collapsed on the carpet. This was all dad’s fault, it was all his fault!
“Lila…talk to me,” I heard Girth’s voice again, and this time he was speaking softly, gently and I could feel hot tears pricking the back of my eyelids again.