Everywhere I go, Aldo is about 20 feet away from me, watching my every move with his dark eyes.
If I enter my room, he stands right outside the door. I come out of my room, he’s right in front of me.
Gosh!
I need to get rid of him!
Rafa has made all my plans way harder than they should be.
Standing at my opened door, I stare at the strong figure across me, standing by the rails. “Uh… Aldo,” I call.
He steps forward, moving with an unnerving precision, until he’s directly in front of me.
“Yes, ma’am,” he replies, his voice deep and flat.”
“Uh… it’s just that…” i hesitate, trying to come up with a way to voice out my request. “I’m a bit uncomfortable having your eyes on me everywhere I go.”
“I’m just doing my job,” he states flatly, no hint of emotion on his face, like he’s a progr
