CHAPTER NINETEEN

CHAPTER NINETEEN
CHAPTER NINETEEN

“Someone has been asking around for Andrew.”

“Who?”

“Not sure. I don’t have any names yet.” He paused. “Just been told that his photo is being showed around.”

“There has to be a reason for him to have disappeared so suddenly,” Vlad said softly as he ran a hand down his face. “He ran off shortly after he hired me. Did you watch the video I sent you?”

“Yeah,” Alan sighed loudly. “Why is this so important, Vlad? The man is obviously a fucking pussy.”

“He took off, leaving his daughter in danger. Whoever wanted him decided to come after his daughter. Cora is in danger because of that fucking bastard.” Vlad sucked in a deep breath and risked a glance over at the bed.

She laid snuggled up underneath the sheets, fast asleep. His eyes fluttered closed when he remembered the fear her had felt when he heard her scream. His first thought was that they had been found. He wasn’t sure whether he should laugh at her because she was scared of a small spider. Vlad’s smile faded when he realized how badly things could’ve gone if the spider had bitten her. It wasn’t poisonous but some people were allergic to spider bites.

“What’s the deal with this chick, birdie?” Alan asked, breaking through his troubled thoughts. “I thought this job would do you some good but I never thought you’d become so obsessed with this chick.”

“I’m not obsessed,” Vlad snarled. “She’s in danger and it’s my job to protect her.”

“Is that what you really feel or is it what you keep telling yourself so you don’t feel anything?”

His eyes darted back to Cora. Was she just another job? Was the money he needed more important than Cora herself? He was still confused about his feelings for her. This wasn’t the first time he had taken a job as a bodyguard, but it was the first time things had gone further. He has never felt such attraction to a woman before.

“Vlad, are you still there?”

He swallowed. “Yeah. Cora isn’t like any of the others. She’s a spoiled brat, but she’s innocent.”

“Innocent?”

“She doesn’t know much about her father’s job. It seemed to me that Andrew went out of his way to keep her away from his office and his line of business.”

“Maybe she just wasn’t interested,” Alan said softly. “You said she’s a spoil brat so maybe she’s more interested in partying and spending daddy’s money.”

Vlad said nothing even though he wanted to defend her. He knew next to nothing about her apart from the things Andrew had told him. For some reason Vlad really wanted to get to know her. It was a dangerous game but he couldn’t seem to stop himself.

Maybe he had made a mistake by bringing them here. They were isolated and alone. His mouth suddenly started to water when he remembered what she had tasted like. Her moans and breathless little cries echoed in his head. Vlad muttered a curse as he reached down to adjust his pants.

“Just fuck her and get her out of your system,” Alan muttered. “The sooner that happens, the sooner you can start thinking with your head and not your dick.”

“Alan—”

“I’ll call you once I have the information you asked for.” He hung up before Vlad could utter another word.

Vlad threw the phone down onto the coffee table and then regretted it when Cora stirred. He needed to be more conscious of the sounds he made. She was tired and needed the sleep. He needed some sleep too, but he wasn’t tired. It was all just a big mystery that he needed to solve in order for Cora to make it out alive.

Another sigh fell from his lips as he stood. Gathering the papers into the files, he stuffed it back into the bag before straightening. The floorboards creaked as he walked into the kitchen. Grabbing a small pot from the cabinet, he filled it with water and placed it on the stove. Within a few minutes he had a cup of coffee in his hands. Vlad took a sip and winced. The coffee taste like shit, but it was better than nothing. They would stay here until he got the information he needed.

Vlad finished the coffee and washed everything he had used. He tugged off his shirt and kicked off his boots. After grabbing a pair of clean boxers, he took a quick shower and then made sure that all the windows and the door was locked. With one last glance at Cora, Vlad laid down on the couch and closed his eyes. Every cloud had a silver lining, so maybe tomorrow would go better.



Vlad was having the best dream. Soft warm lips were slowly trailing down his neck to his chest. He sucked in a sharp breath when those lips closed around one of his nipples. His stomach tightened as pleasure crashed through him. Vlad has never been so sensitive to a touch before. Shudders raced through his body.

Reaching up, he buried his hand in the silky hair that was tickling his skin. A low moan fell from his lips when those lips sucked his nipple a little harder. His eyes shot open when he realized that it wasn’t just a dream.

“What are you doing?”

Cora raised her head and gave him a small smile. Colour rushed up her neck and into her cheeks. She licked her lips and swallowed loudly. His lips twitched when she shyly watched him from beneath her lashes.

“Waking you up.”

“Simply touching my shoulder and calling my name would’ve done.”

She lowered her face, shielding it with her hair. He had said that as a joke but she took it seriously. Vlad’s hand slid from her hair to her chin. He gripped it firmly and tilted her head up but Cora kept her eyes squeezed closed. He hadn’t meant to hurt her or anything.

“Cora?” She slowly opened her eyes to stare down at him. “What are you really doing?”

His eyes dropped to her lips when she licked them. Seeing the pink tip of her moist pink tongue did things to him. Was it only a few hours ago when he had felt that small mouth wrapped around his cock? Vlad slid his hand back into her hair and then tugged her closer as he raised his head. A low moan fell from her lips when he captured them in an agonizing slow kiss.

He licked her bottom lip slowly before slipping his tongue inside her mouth. Cora shifted on top of him. Her nails dug into his shoulders and her body shivered against his when she pressed her core against the bulge in his boxers. Vlad slid his hands down her sides and to her hips.

She gasped when he suddenly sat up. Cora pulled her lips from his and sucked in a sharp breath. His lips slowly trailed down her neck. It was wrong, and he knew that they should stop, but he didn’t want to. Gripping her thigh with one hand, his other arm slid around her back to keep her supported as he stood. Vlad only had to take a few steps to reach the unmade bed where he lowered her onto the mattress.

He tried to focus on her but it was nearly impossibly with her hands down his boxers. Cora stroked his hard length with tentative fingers. Dropping his forehead against her shoulder, he sucked in a shaky breath and slowly blew it out. Pushing himself up with shaking arms, he gripped the hem of her nightdress and pushed it up her body. Cora had no choice but to remove her hands from his boxers.

Her tiny panties and his boxers were next to hit the ground. Instead of sinking into her like he wanted to do so badly, he pressed open mouth kisses down her neck to her chest. Her back arched when Vlad sucked her nipple into his mouth. Cora buried her hands into his hair and pressed his head closer. He paid the same attention to its twin before placing kisses down her stomach. She squirmed when his tongue dipped into her navel.

“Vlad,” Cora moaned.

Vlad pressed a kiss against the dark curls and slipped his mouth lower. He smiled when Cora eagerly parted her legs for him. Gripping her legs, he pushed them wider apart and then started feasting on his new favourite meal.

“Oh god,” she gasped, tilting her hips up towards his mouth.

He guided her legs over her shoulders so he could grip her hips to keep her still. Her heels dug into his back and her hands tucked at his hair. Vlad sucked her clit hard before easing up to flick the small bud up and down. The moment his tongue entered her, Cora crashed over the edge. He pulled away and kissed his way back up her stomach.

Cora’s hands trailed down his neck to grip his shoulders. Their eyes locked as Vlad reached down to position himself at her entrance. He watched the fear flash through her eyes which made him pause. The next second that flash of emotion was gone and replaced by the familiar heat. The head of his cock rubbed against her wet lips. Just as he was about to enter her, his phone started ringing.
Vlad paused and then muttered a curse. He squeezed his eyes closed for a few seconds before he pushed away from her.

“Get dressed,” he demanded harshly.

What the fuck was he thinking?