Chained Lovers

Chapter 3: Bodyguard

K I A R A ' S P.O.V

"No way!" I screamed, storming out of the room.

My brothers and mum all looked my way with worry, plastered all over their faces, but Tristan had the audacity to f*****g smile.

"Kiara, my office now." I stared him down and in turn he did the same.

Father and daughter were facing off, causing the room to grow tense. Neither of us blinked but of course, I gave up. He was my dad and angry or not, I would hear him out.

I begrudgingly followed him into his office and took a seat on the small leather chair facing his desk.

"I know this not ideal and you probably hate it,"

"You got that right." I muttered, interrupting him and earning a glare.

"But it has to be done. The danger surrounding us Kiara is very real, my enemies will want to try and hurt me in every way, including k********g or even murdering my daughter."

"Well, what about Kieron, Kale and Kai? Do they not deserve babysitting either? Or is it because I'm girl? Because daddy, I can easily fend for myself and take down any guy who tries to even touch me without permission."

"I know that sweetheart and it's mostly for my peace of mind. Kale, Kieron and Kai hardly ever leave the house and if they do, they are always with either me or your uncles or my men. You however have no-one, not even a driver." I looked away from him in annoyance.

"You're so stubborn Kiara, just like your mother." He chuckled.

"Hey, I take that as a compliment." I snapped, angry that he was insulting mum too.

"As it was meant to be. I love both my girls with all my heart and after being married to your mother for over twenty years now, I know every single one of her amazing qualities. Her stubbornness being one of them." He took a breath. "Kiara, please. It may not even be for that long, only until we eliminate the threat."

"Dad, we're in a gang it's never going to be safe." It was time to bring out the big guns. "Please, don't do this. Please," I pulled out the puppy dog eyes and pouted. My eyes glistened with crocodile tears and I stared down at my lap.

"Kiara you won't even know he's there, you can just go about your normal day. Come on sweetheart, do it for your old man." I sighed, finally giving up.

"Okay, let's compromise. He can follow me around school and to other places but not when I go out with my friends." He opened his mouth to speak, when I quickly interjected.

"No daddy, that's fair."

"Okay, it's a deal." I smiled and ran over to give him a hug.

"I love you daddy."

"I love you too and you can take my card so you can go shopping after school." I grinned as I snatched the black cared out his hand.

"Thank you daddy," I pecked his cheek, before walking back into the living room.

My mum seemed to let a sigh of relief out as she saw the smile on my mouth but it dropped immediately when I saw Tristan waiting patiently on the couch.

"Let's go, I'm going to be late." I spoke with absolutely no tone or expression in my voice. Grabbing my bag and shades, I walked straight out to the car waiting out front for me.

I could hear his quick footsteps chasing after me and I climbed into the back as he slid into the driver's seat. Glancing back at me, he scoffed.

"What am I, your chauffeur?" I pretended to contemplate the thought for a second.

"Yeah, let's think about it like that." He shook his head and he started up the car and began to drive. I started pulling out my clothes and began to strip, ignoring the extra company in the car.

"What the f**k are you doing?" He exclaimed as I unbuttoned my shirt and replaced it with a low cut button up.

"You don't think I actually wear those nun clothes to school, do you?" He laughed, that miraculous sound like music to my ears, and a smile almost erupted on my face but I stopped myself.

Don't fall for him. It's too late, you've already fallen for him, and hard too.

I noted how he watched me through the dashboard mirror, his eyes raking over my half-naked body. Scrutinising my every move and for a moment I imagined it was his hands, slowly undressing me. His hands running up my thighs until they reach the very apex of my hot burning...

"Are you nearly done?" His voice acted as a splash of cold water, pulling me out of the heat and into the present. I ignored his question as I pulled on my fishnets and adjusted my mini skirt.

He pulled into the parking lot and I reached over to get out when I paused.

"Why did you smile earlier when I was angry?" It was a question that had been plaguing my thoughts.

Did he like to see my angry? Was he back to screw up my life again? Did he want me to freak out and expose us?

"Because I've missed your cute little tantrums. It made feel nostalgic, like that time when I said I wanted to eat at Benny's instead of Nanu. You didn't stop until I caved."

He chuckled as he reminisced the memory but I kept stoic, despite every bone in my body wanting me to enjoy it with him.

"That's what I love about you. You're relentless, in the best way possible." It felt as if all the air in the room had been sucked out, and all that was left was this undeniable tension.

He said love. Present tense, not past.

"Kiara I..." Not being able to handle anymore, I quickly opened up the door and slid out. I heard another click of a car door opening and sucked in a harsh breath as he trapped me against the car.

"What are you doing? You have to wait for me." And just like that, all the rush of emotions that came flooding back quickly left.

"And why exactly do I have to wait for you?"

"Because I'm supposed to watch over you and keep you safe. I'm your bodyguard."

"Don't you think it will be a tiny bit suspicious if I bring my bodyguard into class with me?" He moved back a little, allowing me to breath.

"I have to make sure that you're safe." It wasn't a statement, it was more a plea. A desperate heart-wrenching plea that for some reason I felt obliged to answer.

"Just stay in the parking lot then. Secure the entrances if you must."

"Fine I'll be waiting."

"Yay!" I muttered sarcastically, pushing past him and storming over to Tessa, who frowned at me.

"Is that..."

"Yep. He's back." She gave me a look that read wanna talk about it, but I politely shook my head. The last thing I needed was to have some heartfelt discussion about my ex.

"So, what's he's doing here? Are you guys back together?"

"What part of I don't want to talk about it don't you get Tess?" I snapped but one look at the hurt on her face, and I immediately wished I could retract my statement.

"I'm sorry, okay. It's just been a very stressful morning. He's actually my bodyguard."

"Your bodyguard? Why the hell do you need a bodyguard? And how is still breathing? Shouldn't your dad have slit his throat for betraying him?"

Tessa was one of the only few outsiders who knew about my family's true occupation. Being my best friend, she practically grew up surrounded by the guns, violence and the chaos that comes with knowing my family. After nearly 16 years, she's become my family in someways and my parents even consider her a second daughter.

"That's what I would have thought but apparently he's made some sort of deal with my dad. In exchange for information, he's now apart of the gang and my bodyguard."

"Why don't you..."

"It's no use. You know my dad, he's a tough man to negotiate with. At least Tristan won't be following us on our nights out, it was the one thing I could negotiate."

"Yay, so our wild girl's nights can continue." I gave her a half-hearted smile, which she quickly caught.

"Are you going to be okay with all this? I mean, maybe it's time to tell your family. I'm sure your mum and dad will understand if you tell them he's your ex." That was not an option.

My dad still perceived me to be his perfect little girl. He didn't know that my virginity had sailed away a long time ago, or that I hook up with my teacher and random guys on occasion.

He didn't know that I drank, did drugs and had my heart broken.

If I told one truth, all the other lies I had spun would slowly unravel and before you know it, he hated me. My dad hating me, not being able to even look me in the eye, was my worst nightmare. It could never happen.

"Thanks Tess, but I'll just have to deal with seeing my annoying ex everyday. And besides, I could have some fun with it." I grinned maliciously, already cooking up ways to make him suffer.

I was going to drive Tristan anyway, until he had no other choice but beg my father to remove him from the position as my bodyguard.

Tessa and I parted as we went to our first class of the day. Every subject dragged until it finally got to lunch. I leisurely walked down to the canteen, taking a seat at my usual table, which everyone knew to stay clear of.

I was sort of the bad b***h at school.

And Tessa was my gorgeous companion, if anyone messed with us, they knew they were in trouble.

"He's still watching you, you know?" Tessa sighed, as she sat down a tray of food. I glanced to my right, and there he was was.

Leaning against the car, his leather jacket straining against his bulging muscles and his green eyes fixed on my indefinitely. I quickly looked away and forced myself to think of thoughts that turned me off.

Another reason why I found it hard to concentrate in class, he found a way to stare at me no matter where I was and it caused me to melt.

"Is he not gonna eat?" She asked with genuine curiosity. Two years ago I would have gone mad if he hadn't eaten a meal and forced him to have double portions just for my sake of mind but now..I didn't care.

Lie, I did care. And my feet were itching to run out to him.

Looking up at the clock, I groaned. He hadn't eaten since this morning and I faintly remember seeing only a bowl of cereal in-front of him. Clearly not enough to fill up a man of his calibre.

He must be starving, he must be weak and if he's weak that means he can't effectively protect me. I should make him eat, it will help me, not him.

Oh, screw it.

I pushed back my chair, that squeaked along the floor and grabbed two sandwiches, a banana and water from the tray. Storming outside, I headed straight towards him.

He straightened up a little and watched me with curious eyes, as I forced the food into his hands.

"Eat. You haven't eaten since breakfast." I spoke with a monotone once again, as if I was some f*****g robot. What the hell was wrong with me?

"Thanks. Does this mean you still care then? I mean, you must if you don't want me to starve." I scoffed.

"Please, I could have poisoned it for all you know and besides, I can't let my help go hungry on the first day now, can I?" With the flick of my hair, I turned around and walked away.

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My last class came around quick. I spent most of fourth period watching Tristan scoff down all the food I had given, for some reason I felt this weight lift off my shoulders.

The bell ran, signifying the end of the day and I took my time to pack up. An arm encircled my waist, and I felt a hard erection press against my lower half.

"You seem tense baby, want me to help you out?" To be honest, I just wanted to go home and watch Netflix in my pyjamas, but to do that I would have see Tristan again.

Something that tended to wound me up and I definitely needed something to help relieve me.

I responded with a hard kiss, causing Tyler to stumble back. He gripped my waist and carried me over to his desk. Setting me on the edge, I ripped his shirt open, which was quickly followed by mine.

He began to kiss down my neck and the usual wetness I felt in my panties wasn't there. Even his kisses felt different, they felt worse.

Here I was about to get f****d by my teacher when Tristan was outside waiting for me.

I shouldn't have felt guilty, not after all the crap he had put me through, then yet, why did I?

I was about to push him away, when the door suddenly burst open and livid green eyes met my own.

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A/N: Ready for some drama!!!!!!