Tyler is a part of the Alpha Agency, a covert organization. He has received extensive training and is one of the two top agents in the agency. He is renowned for being a dangerously individual who is also h due to his masculinity, attractive physique attractive facial traits. Samantha was rescued by Tyler from the wicked guys. Samantha learns that Tyler is actually a covert member of a deadly group and is assigned a task to kill Samantha's entire family after she realizes she fell in love with the notorious person in their area. Will she sue the man she fell in love with or will she put her heart before her family?
Samantha Jones
I placed my automobile in his garage next to his now-fixed expensive car. I stepped out of the car and moved in front of him.
"Come in," Tyler said.
We entered his house. My mouth gaped open a bit while looking at the lovely decor of his house. There were two swords placed in his living area on the white wall. His home is decorated in white, black, and gray. It's incredibly modern, and every material utilized in this house appears to be quite expensive.
Tyler brought a bottle of wine he had taken off the bar counter that separates his living area and kitchen. I approached him at the bar and sat down on a stool. As he stands, we face each other.
"Why do you want to be my personal guard?" I asked while sipping the red wine he handed me.
"I simply want to. There is no cause, " he stated.
"How come you want me to be your maid?" I asked once more.
"Because I require you to pay your debt to me," he simply stated.
Yeah, it's because I have a big debt to him back in college. I was drunk and in a bar and some dudes were trying to hit on me. I shunned them by throwing anything my hand could grab. Unfortunately for Tyler, he was there. Until now, I still have no idea why he lent money to a drunk college mate and let her go away for years.
I've never washed my own clothing in my life. I've never cleaned the dishes in our house. I've never had to clean a house before. I examined my freshly polished nails.
"If you do not wish to pay me-" I interrupted him.
"I will. Just let me have a few minutes to think about it," I stated "Let me cry for my nail polish first," I said. I spoke again after five minutes of thought, a little teary-eyed.
"I'd want to ask you a question," I said. Tyler responded with a nod. "How long am I going to be your maid?"
"My bills is a total one five thousand dollars a month. You have a debt of ten thousand dollars. I'll give you ten months in exchange for your assistance," Tyler responded.
"What ?! That's too long! I thought it was only a month!"
Tyler gave me a blank stare. "Okay, let me to return to that bar-"
"Fine! Ten months will do!"I said this shortly before he could go out of his house.
"Good. Now, allow me to state my terms," he stated.
"Go on," I said, sipping the last drop in my wineglass.
"We're going to live together. I will drop you off and pick you up from your workplace every day. I'll serve you as your personal guard-"
"Why?" I asked confused. Is he in love with me? Heck no.
"Don't make too many assumptions. What I meant was that wherever I am, you should be there as well. If I go to a bar, you must accompany me. Simple," he stated.
"I'm not your bodyguard," I muttered, glaring at him.
"I'm just your bodyguard in your company. Samantha, this isn't about you. This is about your debt to me."
"Whatever," I retorted.
"Please bring your belongings here tomorrow. Your room is right next to mine." Tyler came up to me. "Tonight we're heading to a bar. I'm going to meet up with some buddies there," he stated. "Wear something casual," he murmured.
I followed his instructions. I returned to our house to change my clothing. Fortunately, Mom had left. I'll inform her later that I'm leaving the house.
I returned to Tyler's residence with my possessions in a suitcase. I took a shower in the bathroom next to his room. Before I had a shower, I made sure I closed his door in the bathroom. I know I'm attractive and sexy, but I also know Tyler dislikes me.
How could he like a lady who was in debt?
When I was done, the bitch in me began to emerge. I despise feeling unattractive. Perhaps it's because I'm the only daughter and get all of the attention.
I wore a gorgeous red dress that was near to my body with it. Because it's a ver low v-neck, my cleavage is visible. I put my heels black on. I dried up my hair wavy and applied light makeup to my face. I made sure my crimson lips stood out as well.
When I was finished, I went downstairs to the living room. Tyler was on his phone when he noticed me heading downstairs. I got down and moved in front of him and he stood up. The way he was staring at me made me feel shiver. As though he's mentally devouring me.
With his black shirt and pants, he looked great. Simple, yet appealing. He didn't even say anything to me before leaving the house. I trailed him till we were in his sports car. We had just been there a few minutes when we arrived at the bar, a high-end establishment.
Because the bouncer recognized him as we entered, it appears that his companions are at their usual table here already. We were on the veranda inside the bar with a clear view of the dancefloor and the DJ's seat below.
"Are they not yet there? I mean, your pals?" I asked Tyler as he opened a beer for me.
"We're just a bit early," he explained. He slid the beer across the table toward me. I took it and began drinking.
Tyler ignored me after that. He was simply leaning back in his seat and staring down at his right side. Until a lovely American woman walked by his side and appeared to be looking at Tyler.
"Tyler? Is it you?" the girl asked with a gasp.
Despite the fact that I had nothing to think about, I immediately compared myself to the woman. She is tall and appears to be a model. She's dressed sexily in a black beautiful dress with white heels. Her hair was tied up in a ponytail.
Tyler smiled as he saw the woman.
"Millie?" he said to her.
"Oh my gosh, it's you!" exclaimed Millie. Tyler rose to his feet and kissed Millie on the cheek.
And I'm not sure why I'm getting jealous just by watching them. Perhaps it's because I'm invisible to them. Millie clearly liked Tyler based on the way she held his arm. It was somewhat a clue that she's into her.
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