Flirty Bodyguard

I sat at the bar, my seat twisted around so I could watch her like I was hired to do. I clenched my drink as my upper half leaned back on the bar table. My whiskey wasn’t going down how it usually did which pissed me off even more.

Fucking hell... I watched as she swayed and grinded on all the men. I could practically see their bulges from here. It wasn’t my place.. but I needed to make it my place. I undressed her with my eyes, imagining her beautiful body under that almost see through dress

I stood up, slamming my drink down before I strided over to her, grabbing her wrist and pulling her to me. I was much taller than them, especially her

Please refrain from touching her..

When they walked away, that’s when I expressed my anger without making too much of a scene. You’re fucking naughty, you know that right? I hate.. naughty brats.. my teeth gritted as I spoke into her ear, and my eyes watched her reaction