Bryana sighed, feeling bored waiting for Dean who was checking the safety of the bathroom. She sat on a white chair near the walk-in closet.
"Nothing dangerous," Dean said as he ca out of the bathroom.
"Anyway, why would that traitorous Bodyguard put such dangerous things here? This room is only occupied if I co." Bryana stared in surprise at the overprotective Dean.
"I just don't want bad things to happen. Alert is important," Dean said as he gently caressed Bryana's cheek. "Your face is so pale. After this, you have to eat, drink milk and vitamins."
"And after that, I'll be full and sleepy," Bryana said, raising an eyebrow. She imdiately got up and was about to enter the bathroom, but Dean hugged her from behind, kissing her shoulder.
"If things weren't chaotic, if your body wasn't too tired, I would have co in," he said sadly. Yes, since Bryana's pregnancy entered the age of seven months, the man had rarely made love to his wife, because he did not want to disturb the peace of the baby in his belly.
Bryana sighed and turned to face Dean. "Maybe tonight we can do it..now I want to rest, then visit father in the afternoon and will co ho in the evenings."
"You made a schedule?" Dean touched Bryana's lips which looked dry.
"I do not want to let you down." Bryana tiptoed slightly and kissed Dean's lips gently. Dean replied gently and imdiately ended the kiss for fear of being hot or unable to include the passion.
Bryana imdiately went into the bathroom while Dean walked to the main room.
Arriving in the main room, Dean looked at the photo on the table, then turned to look at the atmosphere of Bryana's room, which was dimly lit with orange light. His attention was drawn to a photo hanging on the wall with a size large enough.
"So sexy, and wild," Dean mumbled with a smile looking at the photo showing Bryana's self-portrait at a party. his wife was wearing a fiery red dress with open shoulders, the chest was slightly visible, There is a cleavage on the thigh so that the skin is exposed seamlessly.
Drettt... Drettt...
His smartphone, which was in the pocket of the jeans he was wearing, rang. Dean imdiately took it and saw an incoming call from Raymond.
"Hello, Raymond," said Dean when he got on the call.
"Hello, Dean. Where are you?" Raymond asked over the phone
"I'm in your mansion, I'm resting."
"Ah yes, you don't need to co with to investigate the traitorous Bodyguard. He has already gone far and even abroad."
"You didn't try to chase him?" Dean asked as he walked back to the bed and sat on the edge.
"No, it would just be a waste of ti. I've contacted the police teams from several countries he might be in."
"Okay then. But.. where are you now?"
"I picked up Monica at the hospital. I've asked so Bodyguards to look after dad here. Poor Monica, she's been taking care of dad all night."
"Okay then, I'll be waiting for you guys at ho."
"Hmm."
The phone line was disconnected. Dean sighed, placing his smartphone on the table beside the photo of Bryana that had caught his attention from the start.
Check
Bryana ca out of the bathroom wearing only a red bathrobe. She walked to the bed while wiping her hair which was still wet with a small red towel.
"Honey, where are our suitcases?" She asked.
"Probably still downstairs," Dean replied then got out of bed. "I'll take it."
"Please ask Emma to make toast for , I'm so hungry," Bryana cried.
"Okay," Dean said then walked out of the room.
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Unknown city
A burly man strung like a Bodyguard, walked into an old building's baseman. He wore blue jeans with a white t-shirt and leather jacket, as well as sunglasses. The mysterious man walked over to two people who were waiting for him near a shiny black luxury car.
"I've done everything and he's in a coma. now give the money you promised !" shouted the man as he took off his glasses.
"Lucas, take the money," a middle-aged man shouted at the man wearing a black suit.
The man nad Lucas imdiately entered the car to take the money that had been prepared, while the skipper was still outside with the mysterious man.
"Are you sure no one is following you?" asked the middle-aged man with a flat look.
"Nothing. They won't be able to find !" replied the mysterious man.
Lucas got out of the car with a dium-sized black bag and opened it. "As you asked. It's a million dollars!"
"You can count it if you don't believe it," exclaid the middle-aged man with a sinister smile.
the mysterious man grabbed the bag containing the money and checked it. He made sure that everything was real money or pieces of paper. "The most important thing is that everything is original. Nice to work with you, next ti if you need my help, I'm willing to help as long as the fee is this much," he said with a proud smile.
"Haha... You are indeed a traitor Bodyguard." The middle-aged man laughed evilly.
"I will be an errand man for anyone who gives a lot of money. Because only money can guarantee my life," said the mysterious man as he closed the bag containing the money tightly, then carried it and put his sunglasses back on.
"I have to go now, call if you need my help," he said then walked out of the building without waiting for a response from the middle-aged man who had given him the money.
As the mysterious man walked about ten ters, Lucas took a gun from his tuxedo pocket and aid it at the mysterious man.
"Do it now!" exclaid the middle-aged man with a sharp gaze.
Lucas nodded and imdiately pulled the trigger of his gun several tis aiming at the mysterious man who was walking until he fell because of his shot.
Dorrr dorrr...
"Arghhh, damn.... bastard!" the mysterious man fell and glanced at Lucas who shot him rcilessly from behind. "You guys... You're cunning... I'm sure your deaths will be far more grueso... Than mine!" he said between breaths that were slowly panting to death.
Lucas ran over to the mysterious man and picked up the bag containing the money that was lying on the floor. He smiled sinisterly at the dying man, then left him alone.
"He thinks I'm stupid. I'd rather use that money to hire a lustful girl than I give it to him." muttered the middle-aged man with a sly smile.
"Master Gustave, we better get going before anyone sees this situation," Lucas said anxiously.
The middle-aged man who turned out to be Gustave imdiately entered the car with Lucas who imdiately drove him out of the baseman's location of the old building
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