Lexi
The security detail was discrete but obvious enough that I felt like I was living in a movie. Jerome, a tall, silent man in a dark suit, had been assigned to me and was currently sitting in the lobby of The Daily Buzz building, trying to look inconspicuous while reading a newspaper.
I'd arrived at work an hour early, hoping to lose myself in the familiar routine of editing articles and managing deadlines. But every few minutes, I found myself glancing toward the lobby, watching Jerome's vigilant presence, and remembering why he was there in the first place.
"Your mysterious bodyguard is causing quite a stir," Jake, a co-worker said, sliding into the chair across from my desk. He joined us just three weeks ago and Mia had already gotten too close to him that we were now a circle of
