Angel by the wings

Chapter 5

Aledjandro

I walked out of my door and see Tyrone maneuvering his hands and eyes on my girl... I mean bodyguard. That moment was very inappropriate , and she's gladly flashing at him like a fangirl.

Well I won't lie Dakota is a hottie, call me crazy or over exagerating but Dakota looks like a real life goddess doll . Her green eyes sink me in , her heart shaped lips moist with gloss pleading for my kiss .

She stared at me as I ate, she has very alluring with those innocent green eyes though I am not fond of having someone watch me eat unless its not food am not eating , I wouldn't mind to eat Sia's goodies .

Tyrone closed the door and took a seat , I sat behind my desk.

He stared at me expecting some answers.

"So who is she? Your new maid? Secretary? Personal assistant? “he asked .

My cousin always has eyes for beautiful women whether petite , thick , slim if its pretty he will have her on his bed , he will chase her however hard she plays, infact the harder she makes it for him , the more turned on he gets.

"She is my new personal bodyguard.” I said,

He gasped.

"That is your bodyguard? Like watch over you? Your very own baby sitter isn't that great ?Where did you get her? “he asked excitedly. Like I said the whole idea of having a young girl guard me was ridiculous . My mom thinks am acting up and too proud of having a female bodyguard by my side.

I am not some dictator ruler of the universe .

"Mom hired her, I don’t know where she found her, she says she is the toughest and fights like a warrior "I said.

" with that kind of face she can fight any man to an unwanted erection, f**k she’s so hot, does she have a sister? “he asked.

"No, she doesn’t, she’s off limits Ty"I said.

"Oh come on, she’s pretty I don’t think I can keep it sober “he said laughing.

" you can try , anyway you I didn’t ask you to come here so you could fan girl over my new bodyguard” I said.

"So you are now like Gadaffi or Kim Jong ? That girl is a hot sexy mama “he said. I knew my cousin would troll me for having a young female bodyguard.

"She’s here to work "I said.

"As you say Prime minister, I did have some investigations done , the reports are just the same, it wasn’t murder it was an accident. "He said.

"I hate to believe that , "I said.

"But you have to , "he said.

He got up.

"So which room does she sleep in? “he asked .

"Downstairs to your left the third room” I said.

He unbuttoned five bottoms on his shirt.

"Tyrone what the f**k? "I Said.

"Its hot in here, I will see you in the morning "he said.

I know what he’s up to but am a step ahead.

"Nightie said.

I stared at the picture on the wall.

"I miss you , I cant tell you how sorry I am "I said.

The door burst open .

"Dude what the f**k?"he said.

"What?” I asked.

"You lied to me about her room I went into Latoya's she was getting dressed , seriously so embarrassing “He said.

I laughed.

"My bad next time knock” I said.

"I will get you back ... very hard “he said.

"Be my guest” I said.

He smirked and walked out .

As I slept Dakota's image was in my head, there is something about that girl I cant point my finger at that feels so warm and special. She has something inside her I feel so secure around her and some sense of safety. I can defend myself its just that Dakota makes me feel so safe and sheltered.

I walked out of my room and met up with Tyrone he was also coming from his room , he sometimes crushes here , I enjoy his company , we laugh ,joke around on matters about life.

"I had a weird dream “he said.

"What was it about?” I asked.

"You transformed into a chicken and began to dance as you sang some baby songs “he said.

"You just made that up?” I asked.

He laughed , we entered the dining room to have breakfast.

We sat down , I poured some coffee , Tyrone left to handle a phone call .

I looked at the newspapers, the usual, politics, drug cartels beefing up, nothing out of the ordinary.

I placed the news paper aside.

I looked up and came to a gorgeous sight.

It was Dakota she looked stunning in the new uniform talk of t**s, and curves , this girl is blessed with a fine body.

She wore some dark sunglasses and looked ahead .

I glared at her hungrily.

Tyrone walked back in.

"That was the forensic experts, they want to exhume the body for further investigation and..." Tyrone paused and fixed his eyes on the beauty I was staring at.

"Whoa! Good morning gorgeous?" He said.

"Good morning sir “she replied.

He ogled at her, truth is Dakota looks so stunning .

I am just not okay with him feasting his eyes at her, she’s mine only .

"Dakota , why don’t you take my laptop and suitcase to my car "I said.

"Yes sir “she said and walked out, Tyrone and I glared at her ass , that uniform really spells out her curvy body .

"f**k dude, that ass is watching your back “he said as he took a seat to have breakfast.

" I know right , since when did you become a body expert?” I asked.

"I love fine pretty asses"he said.

"Hmm I thought you were gay” I said.

He chuckled.

" you thought wrong , am straight man “he said.

I was just teasing him .

"She’s , a lesbian though” I said.

He gasped.

"What? “he said.

"Yeah, just found out, she’s married to a woman , her wife is as pretty as her , I wonder why the pretty ones are either lesbians or some Amber Heard type of psychos"I said.

"That’s sad. “he said. I don’t understand why I want Dakota to myself .

"Very sad, anyways I have to head down to the office, I have a chunk of work especially when the President is out of the country . "I said.

"All the best bro, I will see what the lab comes up with , "he said.

I walked out of my door to my waiting Mercedes , Dakota opened my car door .

"Which car will you ride in?” I asked.

"The one behind you sir? “she replied.

"Dante will ride in that one , you will ride with me, get in” I said.

She got in ..that ass...

I followed after.

I was sending some texts on my phone I looked to my side and saw Dakota fumbling her fingers and squeezing her legs together. She’s so nervous and somewhat afraid of me as chilling as it may sound... it excites me to see how nervous I make her.

We arrived my office building . She reached out to open the door to the building for me instead I opened and asked her to go in , the rest of my men stared in surprise, there is no way I will let a woman open the door for me twice , I am a gentleman not some sadistic dictators , Dakota looks so young so the idea of her being my bodyguard is so unsettling , her pretty face is the reason why I am just a little patient with the idea of having a younger bodyguard and a female one and because I cant say no to my mom. Besides so many paparazzi’s will picture me having a woman open the door for me , it will be a scandal ,which am not looking forward to besides am already facing some heat from the Senate as to how a Playboy (that's what they call me since am not married) is a Prime Minister.

Some people say my mom and I have a Norma and Norman Bates kind of relationship. My mom is the only woman that believed me when everyone laughed at my ideas , those ideas made me a billionaire the same people are on my DM asking for 1$ for uber . So if I love her its because she stood by my side till date.

I had a lot on my plate in my office, a call from the president, my shipping company's reports, preparation for the Engineering Trade Fair where international faces will be attending from investors to inventors

I ate an apple for lunch , by evening I was through with work and ready to call it a long day. I took deep breaths glad the day is over.

I stared on the empty plain white wall next to my door.

Suddenly I found myself smiling at the plain wall what is wrong with me ?

I took my phone then found myself staring at the wall again, then back at my phone to make a call to the Governor .

My PI had emailed me a background check on Dakota.

It had very minor details, just her education and where she lived , before coming here. For a young lady like her I expected to see her being into social media, taking filtered photos, having a lineup of men .She wasn't even on social media .

There was no relationship status, nothing in who her parents are , just that they are from Ireland and sadly passed away from Malaria well that was what was in my mother's file.

Its like she just dropped from the sky and landed on my mom's feet and she saw its best to have her as my bodyguard.

Something didn’t add up , like how comes she has no childhood friends, or is dating anyone , I cant tell if she’s a lesbian or straight.

Nothing much could tell me who Dakota is.

Could be she wants to keep her life a total secret , maybe she was abused and decided to keep it hidden and locked so far away.