My Bodyguard's Forbidden Trespasses

CHAPTER 11

Daisy’s POV

I stormed upstairs and slammed the bedroom door behind me.

My hands were still shaking. My body was still humming from where he'd touched me.

“Guess I have proven I am not flattering myself “ I mimicked him.

That smug bastard. He just made me wet, made me crave for his touch even when I knew it was forbidden. Yet he just walked away.

Like it was nothing.

“f**k you Killian ” I cursed. I was pacing the room, back and forth. Trying to calm down.

Trying to forget the feel of his fingers on my c**t. The heat of his breath brushes my neck. The way he looked at me was like he wanted to devour me.

The knock on my door brought me back to reality.

“Daisy” I heard Killian’s voice. Calm and controlled.

“Go away” I lashed out.

“Dinner’s getting cold,” he said.

“I am not hungry” I yelled. We both knew that was a liar. But I’d rather starve than sit across from him pretending everything was fine.

“Leave me alone Killian”

Silence

Then he said ” You can’t hide forever.”

“Watch me”

He paused. ”Suit yourself,” he hissed and walked away.

Good.

I needed distance from him, his stupid smirk, and his stupid fingers.

I turned on the shower. Hot. Yes, a little hotter than what I could stand because maybe the water would take away the frustration I felt.

I closed my eyes hoping the memory would wash away.

But all I could see was him. I craved his touch. The taste of his lips on mine was still fresh. My hand drifted down, between my legs. And God help me.

I was still soaked, still aching.

“You know,” Killian’s voice came through the door. Clearly amused. “ If you're going to touch yourself, make sure I am watching.”

I froze

“ There is no fun in doing it alone. Daisy”

My face flushed red.” You must be crazy “

“The door’s thin. I can hear the water running. Can hear your breathing and I know how freaky you can get”

I exhaled “ Go away”

“Make me”

I grabbed a towel and wrapped it around myself. Stormed toward the door and yanked it open. Revealing his blue eyes.

He was leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed, and that knowing smirk was on his damn face.

I stood there water dripping from my hair to my breast then soaked into my towel. His eyes dropped. Tracing the curves where the towel barely covered my chest.

He swallowed

“You should eat,” he said, voice rougher than usual.

“I am not hungry” I replied, using my fingers to wipe off the water on my chest slowly.

He stepped closer “ Is all this attitude because I didn’t spare you my d**k when you clearly needed it “

My breath caught

“You're out of your mind”

He leaned in closer and tucked a wet strand of hair behind my ear.

“Don’t keep Daddy waiting” he whispered. Kissed my cheek and walked away.

He walked away again

Leaving me breathless, wet, wanting, and starving for more than just food.

“Daisy, get a grip on yourself. You are not a slut” I said to myself. “I won’t let a man who is meant to protect me ruin me.”

Fuck his arrogance. I was actually starving

I changed into a cotton nightdress. Baby blue and short, it had thin straps that kept slipping off my shoulders. Delicate lace traced the neckline, dipping low enough to show just a hint of cleavage.

Killian froze and just gazed.

“What” I asked innocently as I reached out for a plate and served myself

“ Nothing.” His voice was rough. “Just didn’t expect you to come down looking like….that”

“Like what?”

He didn't reply, he was staring.

I coughed gently, “ I thought you said dinner was getting cold.”

“It is”

“ Then eat”

He didn’t move. He just watched me take a bite of pasta. “This is good,” I said. Licking the sauce off my bottom lip slowly.

His jaw clenched.

“I see what you are doing Daisy”

“ I’m just eating dinner.” Another bite, another slow lick on my lips.

Our eyes locked.

Tension thick enough to break.

I finished eating, stood up, and picked up my plate.

“Well,” I said sweetly. “ Goodnight Killian,” I said over his shoulder. I could hear his sharp intake of breath.

Making sure my hips swayed, I walked toward the stairs.

“Daisy”

I stopped. But didn’t turn around. “Yes”

“If you keep teasing me like this, I won’t be responsible for what happens next.”

I smiled. He couldn’t see it. But I knew he could hear it in my voice.

“Noted”

Then I walked upstairs, hips swaying.

Leaving him wanting just like he’d done to me.

The next morning, I was cleaning the kitchen counter when I heard footsteps.

"I heard steps on the staircase"

I looked up

Killian. He was dressed in Dark jeans. Leather jacket. Car keys in hand.

My stomach dropped.

"Where are you going?" I asked, trying to sound casual.

But it failed.

"Viktor called. He found something about the stalker. Wants me to come see it."

“Oh," I exclaimed.

"I'll be back in a few hours."

I just nodded and didn't say a word. I couldn't say anything. My mind was just frozen.

"He stood there staring, like he expected applause or something. Yesterday's shooting was still fresh in my mind. And now he was leaving me alone.

“Daisy” he called

I turned to face him. My throat tightened.

His eyes softened “Are you ok”

I didn't say the things running in my head. Didn't tell him I was scared. Didn't tell him I would rather go with him. I wanted to tell him I was scared. To beg him to stay. But I couldn't depend on him forever.

My throat burned.

"Yeah. I am Fine."

"You're a terrible liar."

My hand stilled. "I just... I don't want to be alone here."

He crossed the room slowly and stood in front of me, eyes never leaving mine.

"Nothing is going to happen. This place is secure. Cameras everywhere. Alarms on every door and window."

"I know."

"Then what?"

I swallowed hard. "What if they find me while you're gone? What if—"

He cupped my face. Gentle.

"I wouldn't leave if I thought you were in danger. You're safe here. I promise." he placed his hand on his chest.

"How long will you be gone?"

"Two hours. Three max." he leaned down, lips close to my ears “If you miss me too much, just call”

I nodded.

But my hands were shaking.

And he noticed it.