All Chapters of Strip, Miss Hot Bodyguard!: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

~KaiI stepped out of the bathroom with a huge, satisfied grin on my face, still half hard from leaving Rhea desperate and dripping on my bed. She was probably cursing my name right now, and that thought only made me smile wider.I quickly got dressed, grabbed my bag, and headed downstairs. Rhea was nowhere in sight, probably still fuming in the bedroom or planning how to murder me later. Good. Let her stew a little.I drove to campus with the windows down, music blasting, still riding the high from this morning.By the time I reached the usual spot outside the lecture hall, Trent and Amanda were already waiting for me. Trent had that knowing smirk on his face, while Amanda leaned against the wall, arms crossed under her chest.“Yo, Kai!” Trent called out, bumping my fist. “You disappeared last night at the club like a ghost. How’d it go with your hot bodyguard? Did she finally loosen up or did she just glare at you the whole time?”Amanda raised an eyebrow, clearly curious. “Yeah,

~RheaTen minutes later, the door to the private room opened again.The man Jade sent in was massive, exactly what I had asked for. He had to duck slightly to clear the doorway. Easily 6’5” or taller, with broad, powerful shoulders, thick arms corded with muscle, a wide chest, and dark skin that gleamed under the red neon lights. His head was shaved clean, jaw strong, and his presence filled the entire room. He looked like he could bench press a car or snap someone in half without breaking a sweat.Perfect.I stood up from the edge of the bed, still completely naked, my body still buzzing from what I’d done with Jade. I walked straight up to him without saying a word and reached for his belt.Who knew if he would actually be huge down there? So many men talked a big game but delivered average. I pulled his shirt off first, revealing a sculpted torso covered in dark tattoos. Then I dropped to my knees and yanked his pants and boxers down in one motion.His cock sprang free.Thick. Lo

~KaiI pulled into the estate late in the evening, still grinning from the look on Seraphima’s face when I left her stranded on the roadside. The slap had been worth it. That girl was fire, and I was already planning my next move.The house was quiet when I walked in. Too quiet.No sign of Rhea. No sarcastic comment waiting for me, no dagger pressed to my throat, no glaring hazel eyes.I checked the living room, the kitchen, then went upstairs to her room. Empty. Her tactical gear was gone, and so was the small duffel bag she usually kept packed.On the bedside table, a single folded note waited for me.I picked it up and opened it.Kai,I won’t be back for three days. Behave. Do not bring any slut into this house while I’m gone. If I find out you did, I will make sure the next time I pin you to the wall, the dagger won’t stop at drawing a little blood.I read it twice, then chuckled softly, shaking my head. “Bossy even when she’s not here,” I muttered.I folded the note and sli

~KaiI didn’t waste another second.My hand slid up her thigh, pushing the high slit of her red dress aside. My fingers found her lace panties already soaked. I shoved them to the side and plunged two fingers deep inside her without warning.She gasped sharply, her body jerking against me.“Fuck… Kai!” she moaned heavily as I started fingering her intensely, fast, deep, and rough. My fingers curled inside her, stroking that sensitive spot while my thumb rubbed firm circles on her swollen clit.I leaned down and kissed her neck, sucking hard enough to leave marks, then moved lower, tugging the front of her dress down to free her breasts. I latched onto one nipple, sucking it hard into my mouth while my fingers kept pumping relentlessly inside her.Her head fell back, her moans growing louder and more desperate.“Oh my god… Kai… fuck, don’t stop…”I remembered there was a secret passage from the terrace directly into the private kitchen, a shortcut I used to avoid walking through the

~KaiThe next morning I took a long shower, trying to wash away the guilt and the mess from yesterday. When I stepped out of my room, the most unexpected smell hit me, something warm, savory, and actually good.Was Rhea… cooking?I walked into the kitchen, still in just my sweatpants, and stopped dead in the doorway.There she was.Rhea stood at the stove in a simple black nightgown that hugged her body softly, her ash blonde hair loose and slightly messy. She looked like a wife, domestic, beautiful, and dangerously tempting all at once. The sight made my chest tighten.I swallowed hard.“We need to talk,” I said quietly.She didn’t reply. She just kept stirring whatever was in the pan, her back to me.I stepped closer. “Rhea…”The moment I reached out and gently held her arm, she snapped.She spun around and slapped me hard across the face the sound sharp in the quiet kitchen.“Talk about what?” she hissed, eyes blazing with hurt and anger. “The fact that you were fucking another la