The Mafia Princess And Her Bodyguard

So apparently, Trinity tried to give Mason the slip last night... (I wonder why?)

Needless to say, I have been summonsed by Vic, he kindly...as he said...requested for me to come and see him today...Well, I guess this is where my business ends; Trinity Stone has been my undoing... I always knew that a woman would bring me to my knees one day. Hey, I am not complaining; I wish that I listened to my common sense and kept it in my pants...Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

So as I am pulling up into the driveway, I have a hundred scenarios running through my head...I have done shit to people, but the shit that Vic does is enough to scare a man straight into his grave.

A somewhat horrified Mason is standing outside and waiting for me.

"Boss, I am so sorry."

"Don't worry, Mason, she is a sneaky little girl."

Well, not really a girl after I heard her scream like that last night...

"I am guessing that Vic is raging?"

"Yeah, he is pretty pissed."

"Well, I guess I better report for my beating then."

As I slip through the front door to make my way past the kitchen, that scent of vanilla hits my nostrils again. As I turn my head to the left, I see her standing as goddamn beautiful as ever... (Fuck, how does she do that)

But it does not stop these eager eyes from catching a good glimpse of those long slender legs. She looks at me from underneath her fluttering eyelashes, and I swear my damn knees give in... And then I try to speak...

"Mor...mor...mor.."

(For fuck sakes)

"Hey."

"Hey, Colton."

"Are you okay?"

I can see the tears well up in those deep brown eyes. I wish I could take her in my arms and take the edge off that pain.

"Father said I must tell you he is in his office."

"Thanks, prin...princess."

Ya...I am already knee-deep in it; I might as well sink into the shit. But damn... the way she stares at my ass as I leave the kitchen makes me wanna go back and drown myself in it...

Then as I approach Vic's office, I stop to take what is most definitely my last breath...but...mmm...he sounds too friendly for a man that is about to kill me. Then again, a man does not always know where you stand with him. So it is with very cautious steps that I make my entry into what is my possible grave. Ashe looks up; I am a bit confused...

"Hey, Colton."

"Hey Vic, I am so sorry about Mason."

"I don't care for apologies; all I care about is how we are going to fix this."

"Not quite with you?"

"This is how it is going to work. You shall move into the back and make sure that she does not do it again." "Why me?"

"You, the only man that has been able to keep her under control."

Ya, if you only knew what happened last night...but wait...

"Where was she off to last night?"

"Some shit about wanting to go to a club with her friends, but if you ask me, she was off to see a man."

"Oh, really, what makes you think that?"

"I had the privilege of listening to parts of a very questionable conversation, which I can only assume was a man."

(Shit)

"I will rather not ask questions. This arrangement, how long is it for?"

"Until you find someone that I approve of."

"From when?"

"Tonight."

"Oh, she wants to go pick up a birthday present for her mom. You can fetch your shit while you are running her around."

"On top of it."

"And Colton."

"Yes, Vic?"

"Look after my girl; this turf war is affecting her badly. If something happens to her, then I will cut your balls off.." "Understood."

"And..."

"Yes, Vic?"

"Don't give me a reason to cut those hands-off."

"Loud and clear."

With a very trembling ass, I make my way out there faster than I can count to one. As I turn the corner to step into the kitchen, I smile in relief. (Fuck, that was close)

But there she stands...how am I going to keep these greedy paws off her?

(Oh god)

My goddam ass is going to be right here at the back...hey...at least she won't sneak out to come to see me.

Get that idea out of your head...

But then she smiles, and everything goes to a ball of shit...

"Your father said you want to go out."

"What? Is daddy not firing you?"

"Nah, you won't get rid of me that easily princess. Now get your ass ready; we need to go to my place still."

"Your place?"

"I will explain in the car."

She disappears off to her room while I go outside to give the good news to Mason...

"So, I am officially on permanent babysitting duties."

"I am so sorry, Colton."

"Hey, it is a change of scenery."

"Talking about scenery."

"Is that clothes or underwear?"

"They call it hotpants."

"They are not hot; they are on fire. Mmm, I am going to smack that ass."

(Hell no)

I need these hands...but shit! a man can only dream. That is the tightest thing I have ever seen a woman wear...but ya...let us not go to the part that is perfectly formed in the front. "Hahaha. You have a problem, man!"

"Yeah, thanks for pointing that out."

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"Well, enjoy the boner; I need to go pack up my shit."

"Later..."

As she finally makes her elegant stride up to the car, my damn smile consumes my face. This woman is starting to get under my skin... Ya...I am so going to lose these hands...." "I don't know what that is that you are wearing but princess...reserving comments..."

I help her, not that she needs, but I make sure that her tight package gets into the car, making sure I can see everything bend and flex and move...

As we roar out the driveway, I can see her smile...ya...that vibrating engine still does the trick.

But now for the news...

"I am moving in at the back."

"You are what?"

"Your father reckons that I am the only one that can keep you under control."

(Ya...if he only knew)

"And he heard your little performance last night."

I watch as her gorgeous face flush red...

"Oops..."

"Yeah...oops. So was it real or not?"

"Uhm..."

"Figured that much, but hell, it still had me going."

"So why we going to your place?"

"Uhm...maybe to fetch my stuff."

"Am I going to wait in the car?"

"Yea, like I will do that."

(Oh fuck)

This spells trouble on so many levels. I know what this little princess is thinking...I need to cover my ass and get in and out there quick.

And as we pull up in my driveway...the fun starts...

...TRINITY POV...

Now, if I say that I am not excited, then that would be a blatant lie. Yes, I have had all his guys there at the back...but him...now that is something that I want.

But we are at his place...me...him...alone...

Mmm, this does spell trouble in so many ways...I will be honest; I am a bit nervous.

And as he wiggles his keys in the front door, not being able to get it open, I know he is just as nervous as I am. After what feels like five minutes, he finally manages to stop his trembling hands, and we step inside. "Princess, make yourself comfortable. I will go pack a few things."

"For a bodyguard, you do quite well."

"What? Did you expect me to live in a small flat?"

"I don't know what I expected."

"I have beer in the fridge if you want."

"Are you trying to get me drunk?"

"I will give you tequila if I wanted to do that."

With that, he disappears off into his room. I make my way to the fridge to grab a cold beer and get one for him too. As I go to his room to give it to him, I am stopped dead in my tracks... (Holy shit)

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This man has abs that are firmer than my ass; he is rippled and toned and bulging and....goddamn...that chest....wait those arms...I have never seen so much ink, but it looks good. "I can eat you up."

"Finished drooling? You can pick up that jaw."

"Damn, Colton."

"Why you not in the lounge.?

... Then he drops his pants...

"Oh my god! you have nothing on."

"That kind of happens when you are trying to change."

...COLTON POV...

Oh no! I know that look. This is not happening. I am at a slight disadvantage here. And now I have a hungry Trinity about to come down on me.

"Colton."

"Yes, princess?"

She steps two steps closer...

"I want..."

"What do you want?"

She steps two more steps...

"Will you?"

"Will I what?"

She steps forward...

(Bang)

She is up against my chest...

"Kiss me."

"I can't."

Can't because you don't know how or can't because you don't want to?"

"Oh, believe me, I know how to use these lips."

"Then show me."

"Still can't."

The little vixen has so casually slipped her arms around my waist and pulled me deep into her thighs. If there is ever a moment that I thought I would slowly die, then Trinity has just made me die a thousand deaths with every inch she pulls me closer into that hotpants.

"Princess..."

...I am going to regret this...

I press her back into the wall behind her. With my left hand, I pin her hands above her head and drive my body into hers. I feel her exposed skin lay softly against my own, she is hot, and she is burning at the same flame that I am feeling My right-hand drops to her thigh; I tangle my fingers in the seams of her hotpants. She stops me and whispers.

"C.o.l.t.o.n."

I bring my finger up to her lips; I can feel her warm breath rapidly breathing against the tips. She tries to speak, but I suddenly cover her mouth with mine and make her stop. All I want to focus on is her and the warmth that is spreading through my body. On the soft moan, she just made, on the intoxicating feeling of diving headfirst into an erupting volcano, and most of all, the way she tastes. I feel as she tries to loosen her hands, but I only pin her harder into the wall again. "C.o.l.t.o.n."

When she says my name this time, it is as if she is begging. It only makes me crave her more. I slide my hand over her tight ass. My mouth moves away from her lips and runs slowly down her neck; I rub them gently over her collarbone and softly bite into the edge of her shoulders. I grind myself into her as I move my lips to her ear.

"I want you."

I move my trembling lips back to hers...I gasp...I slowly press through the seems of her lips and delve inside...