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Ignoring Emerald’s mention of last night’s tryst, which consisted of Romy finger fucking Emerald in her room, fully clothed. Since Romy had arrived weeks ago now, she and Emerald had sex within various parts of the mansion. But it was always the same; Romy fucking Emerald while never removing her clothing or receiving pleasure.
But strangely enough, this arrangement suited Romy well. She was naturally dominant in bed, and Romy typically identified herself as a top. And since these intimate encounters seemed to be considered part of her role as Emerald’s bodyguard, Romy assumed tunnel vision without expectations of reciprocation. She enjoyed giving the actress pleasure and seeing such joy on her face. But in order for Romy to let go and allow herself to be physically vulnerable, she needed a true connection. And that wasn’t something Romy would get from a world-famous, closeted actress who was 20 years her senior. Their sexual relationship was purely transactional, but at least the boundaries were clear.
“That’s what I wanted to talk to you about. This afternoon, I was going to attempt to procure video surveillance of the men who shot at us on Rodeo. Is there anything you wanted to do today, in particular? Because if not, I was going to work inside for a bit.” Romy replied, wiping sunscreen on her thighs.
“Are there cameras on Rodeo Drive? Wow, I didn’t know that, but I guess I should have since it seems like they’re everywhere.” Emerald turned to face Romy, looking surprised. “It would be great if something was captured.”
“Oh yeah, on Rodeo alone, there are over 29 cameras in the area. And since we were on the corner of a major intersection, I do not doubt that we will find something.” Romy grabbed the towel from her lounger, wiping the sweat from her brow. Then, leaning closer to Emerald, she added, “But I still need to get clearance from the police and my security agency. So, I should get to work.” As she stood to leave, Romy caught herself winking at Emerald, which surprised her. It was as though she was subconsciously flirting with Emerald while trying to maintain a professional front.Man, I think she might be getting to me!
Emerald waved her hand. “No, I’m happy staying at the estate. We are putting my parts in the movie on hold until this mess blows over, and for now, I have no desire to socialize. I feel safest here, with people that I trust and adore.” Romy sensed that Emerald’s tone was for her benefit. But even if the pair weren’t traveling around Beverly Hills, Romy was still committed to doing her job.
Before Romy headed towards the backdoor, Emerald called out, “Romy? Tonight, after dinner, I’d like to see you in my room. It’s a surprise, okay?”
Shaking her head, Romy chuckled and replied slightly sarcastically, “As you wish, princess. I can’t imagine what it could be.” But Romy knew what surprises Emerald had planned.Hmmm, maybe I’ll bring my toys for variety.
Romy went inside, enjoying the cool air-conditioned interior, which contrasted sharply with the afternoon heat. Marilyn had gone shopping, leaving her and Emerald alone in the mansion.No wonder Emerald feels lonely here. This place is massive, especially when it’s empty.
Romy thought about the stories Emerald told about her life when they would lie together at night. It was now customary for Romy to sleep beside Emerald in her bedroom, and the women had developed a routine. After Romy got Emerald off, she would snuggle into her, calm and at peace.
These were the moments that Romy loved the most. She enjoyed seeing Emerald's fragility and her gentleness. And Romy felt proud that she could inspire softness in Emerald, loosening her performative nature. One night, after a climatic session, Emerald shared about the first and only time that she had a girlfriend, which intrigued Romy. She never pegged Emerald as a committed person, especially not with her secret affairs. But the story had shed more light on Emerald, giving Romy a different perspective.
“We were starring in a movie and had been on set together for two months. We saw each other daily and spent much time chatting in my trailer between sets. She became my best friend in a short period of time, and we were always together.”
Emerald spoke quietly, nestled in Romy's arms. “One night, after a particularly grueling scene that required a lot of physical strength, Lana, my friend, offered to massage my shoulders. I remember how much I loved her touch. After a few minutes, I reciprocated, wanting to explore her body further, but I would have never had the courage. But Lana, perhaps sensing my desire, slowly guided my hands down to her breasts, allowing my fingers to pinch her nipples gently.”
Romy listened intently as she played with Emerald's hair. Emerald continued, “She said to me, 'kiss my neck as you play with my breasts.' So, I did, and to this day, I still remember her skin's sweet scent; she smelled like vanilla.” Emerald turned to look up at Romy, adding, “We had sex, and I fell in love with Lana immediately. Shortly afterward, we started a secret relationship. Even though no one knew about us, my heart would burst with joy whenever we were together. That was the happiest time of my life.”
“Wow, that sounds intense but beautiful,” Romy commented. “Whatever happened to her? Obviously, you aren’t together now, so how did it end?” Romy was curious as Emerald’s voice was thick with emotion. She could tell that this was no ordinary affair.
She recognised the name Lana- surely Lana O’Brien, the movie star, but she kept that to herself. Emerald was trusting her with this, with something so personal and real for the first time.
Emerald sighed, shaking her head. “We wanted to make it work so badly, but neither of us had the courage to come out publicly. Lana was an up-and-coming Hollywood star and had also been invited to pose for Playboy. Between my established success and her job opportunities, we knew that announcing our relationship would mean career suicide.”
Romy could see tears well in Emerald’s eyes. “Eventually, she met a film director and got married. And shortly after that, I met my first husband. After that, it felt like this was the path I needed to take, although it ripped my heart out to know that Lana and I could never truly be together.”
As Romy thought back to their late-night conversations, she felt conflicted. Part of her wanted to scoop Emerald in her arms and protect her from the world. But Emerald was also impulsive and fickle, even manipulative, albeit playfully. As the women grew closer, Romy oscillated between caring for Emerald and being slightly distrustful. Romy felt Emerald drawing her in, but she was concerned that this could affect her judgment and focus.After all, I’m her bodyguard, not her best friend or her girlfriend. And I don’t think I could be both.
Starting at her laptop, Romy continued to research Thomas, paying special attention to his patterns. In her investigation, Romy learned that Thomas Black had a history of violence long before he met Emerald Crowle. In his late twenties, Thomas had been charged with domestic abuse but was never convicted. This is likely what caused the end of his time with the Marines.
In a separate case, five years later, the fitness trainer was involved in a lawsuit whereby the plaintiff accused Mr. Black of intimidation and vandalism because of late payments towards his gym membership. The case was settled out of court, with Mr. Black required to pay a fine.
Gathering documents, Romy began to organize her case file to have Thomas Black arrested. But until that happened, Emerald needed to remain on guard and required protection to keep her safe.
The afternoon turned to early evening, and the sky, which had started blue and bright, was becoming dull and cloudy. Romy looked out the window, noticing a few random drops hitting the pane.Oh wow, it hardly ever rains here. I guess it’s a good thing that we are staying in tonight.Romy hadn’t heard anything from Emerald since she went inside and had forgotten her request until she entered the dining hall, wrapped in a long, lacy transparent robe. Romy could tell that she was naked underneath.
“Hey, stranger. You’ve been working all day. Why don’t you take a break and come join me upstairs? I have a surprise, remember?” Emerald gave Romy a coy smile, and Romy chuckled. Romy assumed that the actress was horny and wanted to be serviced.
Looking Emerald up and down, her eyes penetrating through the sheer material, Romy’s mouth watered. Romy could practically taste Emerald as her gaze traveled down below Emerald’s navel to her pubic bone. “I could use a break, and you look like a tasty snack,” Romy quipped. “But pleasuring you is more of a given than a surprise, right?”
Emerald giggled, shaking her head. “I love how you know me so well. No, seriously, it’s not what you think.” Emerald motioned Romy to stand. “Come, follow me into my room. I swear that you’ll be surprised. Do you trust me?”
I don’t know about that.Still, Romy was intrigued; Emerald had a way of making the most mundane moments interesting, and curiosity got the best of Romy. Allowing Emerald to guide her, she was led into Emerald’s master bedroom suite.
“Close the door behind you,” Emerald ordered. “Marilyn is home, and I don’t want her to disturb us.” Romy faced Emerald as she presented a black silk tie. Emerald stated, “This is a blindfold. If you consent, I’d like you to wear it. Tonight, I’d like to pleasureyou, to explore every inch of your body. I want to make you feel amazing, Romy. Will you let me?”
Romy’s eyes widened. Until this moment, their intimacy had always been one-sided. And since Romy always assumed professionalism, it was easier for her to be the giver. Allowing herself to receive and to be vulnerable to Emerald’s touch was a more intense experience for Romy. But Emerald appeared so genuine and enthusiastic, and her generosity was enticing.
Taking a deep breath, Romy agreed. “Okay, I’ll let you. But as you know, this is a little out of my comfort zone. I’m used to being in charge.”
