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I’ve just been myself all this while.

Now, how am I going to gain my bodyguard’s loyalty?

“When will you only be loyal to me?” My voice isn’t judgmental. It’s calm, collected, and with a hint of sadness in my quiet undertones because the question is a raw reflection of my thoughts.

How high up on the power scale do I need to reach for you to bow only to me?

He can’t answer me. I know he can’t. A reminder of our obvious differences.

I’ll always be the target of his paid clientele. He’ll always be the bodyguard that ensures I don’t get killed. Even by my own hands.

It’s a shame I’m not ready to accept it just yet.

“Eight minutes,” I remind him while daring to look at his lips.

Giving him the opportunity to make the first move…

He doesn’t.

Instead, his gaze descends on my body, almost the same way that Ares had earlier. When his eyes meet mine, I can tell he’s turning off the Warren I feel a bit of connection to and becoming the bodyguard who is now employed by the Ruthless Kings.

A man who has no emotional relations with his client.

“Get ready,” he encourages as he gets off the bed. “I’ve already confirmed this will be your room for the duration of your residence at Leighton Manor. Once you’ve returned from today’sschool activities, you’ll be given a tour, which includes the main staff of this residence and the Residency Manager.”

I try not to show my disappointment, but God, it’s a lot harder than I’d like to admit. Getting off the bed, I head to the bathroom while he’s still talking.

“I’m aware I still haven’t broken down the hierarchy and important facts of Leighton Royals University. I could?—”

“Not necessary,” I cut him off. “Zander promised to explain it to me during our car ride to the institution. I’m sure he’ll give me the essentials that will keep me alive and not get expelled,” I summarize before I giggle at the ‘keep me alive’ part. “Actually, just the expelled part is of importance.” I glance over my shoulder and give him a smile that’s completely fake.And he fucking knows it.“Keeping me alive is your job. Obviously.”

His expressionless face is expected. Exactly why I don’t wait for him to comment further on my obvious taunt.

Yeah. I’m mad. Fuck him.

“Have an amazing first day of work at your new job,” I conclude and don’t bother waiting for his reply as I walk into the washroom and close the door behind me.

I’m greeted with darkness as I stall in turning the lights on. I heighten my hearing, listening to the stillness in the other room until a quiet sigh follows with light footsteps. When I hear the door to my room close, I can only frown while my shoulders sink in dismay.

“Have feelings for me, my ass,” I mutter under my breath, remembering Zander’s comment from last night. Shaking my head, I try to fight the true disappointment that weighs heavy on my heart.

It’s not like Warren’s betrayed me or anything.

I’ve only been proven, once again, of how right my father, Mr. Prescott, has always been. He’s told me time and time again that time means nothing to anyone.

Loyalty is earned. Not by years of submission and friendship. Money, power, and hierarchy are what deliver the loyalty we deserve to embrace.

“Now the Ruthless Kings have an alliance with my adopted father, have a contract with my bodyguard, and I’m still a pawn, ready to be discarded when my turn is up,” I whisper to myself.

Pressing the light switch, I’m forced to turn my head to the mirror to see the bird’s nest on my head, matched with the dripping t-shirt that I can only assume is again one of Dom’s t-shirts.

It has to be with how fucking big it is.

“What’s with them putting me in his shirts,” I grumble and notice how thin the material is. Now, I understand why Ares and Warren were getting a nice bird’s eye view of my silhouette under this expensive fabric.

“Nipple lasers should be the new trend,” I grumble to myself and sigh. “Six minutes to not look dead,” I mutter. “Who the fuck are they kidding? I’m not going to look like a hot bitch in five minutes.”

In annoyance, I decide the hair needs to have a fighting chance in looking glamorous, so I get to work in taming it enough so when I come back up to change, I can flat iron and make it look glorious in its straight perfection.

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