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“We will see.” I shrug, grabbing another strawberry as I head past. “Better make yourself at home then.” I feel them following as I head to the foyer and start to saunter upstairs.
“Oh, since you are supposed to know my every move, I’m going out soon,” I call, stopping to look back.
“Where?” Raffiel stands at attention.
“Who knows?” I smirk, and his eye twitches in annoyance.
“Reign, I can’t do my job—”
I roll my eyes and head upstairs, ignoring his annoyance. He can suck my clit for all I care. Nobody, and I mean nobody, gets to control me again.
That includes sexy bodyguards with eyes deep enough to fall into and bodies strong enough to ride.
FIVE
Istare up the winding white stairs the naked rock star princess just ascended. Fuck. Scrubbing my face, I turn to the others. “Check the car situation,” I tell Dal, and he wanders off to do as ordered. “Cil, check on Astro and begin making a list of updates we need.”
Smirking, he salutes me and takes off, leaving me alone. I look at the top of the stairs again, wondering what trouble we got ourselves into now.
That’s what she is, trouble, and I knew it from the first moment they told us her name. You’d have to be dead not to know about the playgirl rock princess who’s known for being slightly crazy. Now, with her tight, curvy body imprinted on every fiber of my being, I know they underplayed just how much trouble she would be. Fuck, my dick is ridiculously hard, not that I would ever let the others know that. We are the best at what we do, and we never draw attention to ourselves, but I knew that would be hard the moment I saw her swimming laps naked, the sun caressing her incredible body.
She changes everything, and I don’t like it.
I don’t like change. I like rules, and I like knowing every single step of a plan. I am clearly the opposite of the nudist rock star singing upstairs. I saw her pictures on the news, but they did not do her justice, not one bit. Obviously, she was younger back then, more innocent, and there was something fragile in her eyes, but not now. Oh no, her eyes are hard, and she’s full of sensuality.
Her long hair was made to be fisted, her pouty little mouth was made to be fucked, and her perky ass was made to be marked.
Fuck, those tits tipped with rosy nipples would look fucking incredible above me while she rode my dick. No. Stop. Don’t even think of that.
It’s too late, and I just fucking know Reign Harrow, the rock princess, has ruined me forever with just one look at her naked body.
Turning away before I follow her bratty ass upstairs and teach her not to talk back to me, I leave to find the others and check in on their progress, knowing she is going to fight us every step of the way.
* * *
The house is fucking massive, but also very tastefully done. Some rooms are still empty or being decorated, and that makes sense since she just reappeared. The outside is my favorite though, like an oasis. It has the pool, a bar, a teepee, and feels homey with cushions, rugs, fire pits, and an incredible view.
The seven empty bedrooms on the second floor are where we will live to be close—not that she knows that yet. They are all plain but furnished enough for us to live in. Hell, we’ve lived in sand before, so that won’t matter. Her floor is all open plan, and I won’t go up there until later. The first floor has a massive kitchen with doors that lead outside, a dining room, two living rooms, and a cinema room. There’s even an elevator, as well as so many other rooms, I lose track. Strategically, it’s a nightmare, but we can make it work.
I have a long list that I start phoning in while we wait for her. Her management said they wanted the best, so that’s what they’ll get.
Astro appears. “Captain.”
I hold up my finger and he patiently waits while I finish my text to my guy who takes care of cameras, and then I raise my eyes to his. He doesn’t even look shameful. “Reign is our job. Do not cross the line.”
“You know I won’t, but I can flirt.”
“No, we’ll keep it professional,” I retort, and he laughs at me.
“Good luck with that, captain.” He grins.
“I mean it. She is our job and one of the biggest names we have ever protected. This isn’t the military anymore. We are under scrutiny, so there is no leeway for a fuckup. Get it in check. It doesn’t matter that she’s the most beautiful fucking woman on the planet. You think with your head, not your dick, understood?” I know my tone is commanding and sharp, the one I used to use in another life.
“Got it, captain.” He has the grace to look chastised, but then he grins and I follow his gaze to Reign.
She has on a black, skintight, V-neck shirt or bodysuit that molds to her incredible tits, her nipples pebbled against the material, little shorts that mold to her ass, and knee-high boots. Her hair falls over one shoulder, her lips are bright red, and her eyes are darkly lined. She looks fucking incredible and way too expensive for us to ever stain with our touch.
She winks at me. “I’ll take it as a compliment. Let’s go, boys.”
