HIS SADISTIC LOVE WITH MISS BODYGUARD

"Camilla Morris!" A firm voice shouted. A young lady, swiftly got up from the bath tub wore her panties and slipped into a tee shirt, hurling a song, she approached the voice. "Yes! Darling?" She asked the intruder calmly. "Don't call me that!" He stated with clear annoyance in his voice. "Ok ok! Tell me what do you want? Jooohn!" She asked with irritation evident in her voice, but she never failed to maintain the calm demeanor. "Father ordered me to take you home!" The man stated with a smirk. "Who's home?" She asked coldly. "Your home, oviously!" He said with a bored expression. "My home?" She laughed like crazy." Do I have a home?" She said coldly. "Yes you've!" He stated firmly. "I don't think so, I've one!" "Stop it, Cami you're irritating me, now!" "Then, f**k off!" She stated cold and started descending the stairs. "Stop!" A voice made her body shiver with goosebumps, but she dared to look back into the person's eyes," lol! She whose here! My dear dad!" She snapped sarcastically. "Yes, you guessed right, it's me your daddy!" He snapped back with more sarcasm. They both smiled at eachother's comment, tension was building up between the two, the two rebellious pair of eyes staring eachother, with same intense. John was tensed now, who's gonna win this eye fighting. Suddenly, a fierce voice rang,"you won! Come back with me! I'll help you buy your favourite botique in LA! C'mon you can't be that mean, to your daddy right!" The man sighed. "Yeahhhh.. I won again, from the great mafia leader Samuel Morris, again! The great leader who never like to lose, losed from a simple girl! How funny! Heeeee!" She gave her toothy smile jumping like a little girl. "Oh c'mon, this winner can be only defeated by you!" He made a dramatic pout. "Dad! You always let her win, what about me, dad? You never care bout me!" "Does a man need delicate care? To build up?" He asked hugging his daughter in his arms. "But dad! Am your son! Sometimes it's good to think about me also!" Johnson said with a hint of sadness. "Son? You're no more than a mistake in my life!" He stated rudely. "If you say so..." he bowed down his head. "But a beautiful one!" He exclaimed with a wide grin, handing him the keys of his favorite car Maserati brancaccio. "Oh my! Thank you so much dad!" John jumped with happiness. "You both are my life, I can loose anything to protect you both!" He said hugging his children dearly. Trinnnng trinnnnng! "Hello?" A lazy voice answered the call. "Hello, Mr. Morris?" "Yes?" "I'm William Hathaway! From security department! I heard you want to hire our most fierce personality, as a personal guard!" "Yesss!" "Do you mind if, that's a woman?" "A woman? Are you out of your f*****g mind? What can a woman do? She won't be even able to save herself, how she's going to protect me?" "You can have a demo, if you want!" "A demo?" "Yess!" "Ok! Tomorrow 8AM sharp! Ask her to be punctual!" "She's very punctual! She can do anything for money! So rest assured." "I trust David Cameron, that's why, I called your agency! Hope so, you won't disappoint me!" "Rest assured! Sir. She is a thunderstorm! Once you meet her, you will be highly in dilemma and will find no other person as perfect as her as your bodyguard!" "First let's see your woman and then conclude!" He stated with a smirk. "Sure why not!" Samuel hunged up the call and called David,"Hey! Dave, that gi..." "Her name is Sirazee Nicolas! A fierce but powerful woman, crazy for money! She's the strongest and can conquer thousand well built man at a time!" "Is she really that great?" "Yes! She is!" "Send me all her informations, ok?" " check your email, I've sent you ever bit of her know information!" "Ok!" He checked his email and the photo of a beautiful white face, brown long hair with end curls, perfect facial features. Sharp nose, rose cheeks, beautiful eyes and small but full lips. Looking at the picture, he thought,'don't know about her being a bodyguard, but can be my personal w***e!' He exclaimed with a lustrous smile. Info: ---------------------------------------------------------------------| Name: Sirazee Nicolas . | Age: 23 | Orpan. Former army trainee and general administrative of physical health. | Craze for money! | ----------‐----‐-----------‐‐-----------------------------------------‐-| Meanwhile, "The drug mafia?" "Yes! Every illegal dealing in this city of Angels, is somehow related to the great Samuel Morris!" A black upright man with black curls stick to his big head and well built tall body, replied. He has an African ascent. "Samuel Morris, oh that notorious mafia leader?" A woman in her 30s confirmed. "Yes! And to catch him, we need to hire someone who thinks like him!" "Whose there like him sir?" "There's only one!" He stated with a victorious grin. "Are you...?" She looked at the man with a shocked expression. "Yes!" He nodded with a wide grin. "But sir! Do you thin...?" "No doubt!" He pulled out his phone from his pocket and dailed a number," inform agent Jack to report me in my office, tomorrow morning!" He then hung up the call with a smirk. "But sir! You know he's an asshole! He can buy and sell you at the same time!" The girl said worriedly. "Don't worry, Ms. Davis, he never betrays his official jobs and his uniform, specifically!" "Then, sir! Ok! I'm leaving this matter to you!" "Yes please!" Saying this he pointed his hand to the door. The woman left the room. "Mr. Lincoln?" A voice cried out, soon after the man picked the call. "Melina?" "Yes officer! It's already time to return home!" "Oh darling! You scared me! O..ok am coming home, don't worry!" "Yeah honey! Come fast!" "Fast?" "No with moderate speed oviously!" "Ok! Am driving. Talk to you after I reach home! Love u." "Love you, too!"