I Hate My Bodyguard's

Episode Four Tragedies Happen

At 2:00 in the morning

Mark threw Chelsea in the front seat, then Mark buttoned Chelsea's shirt wide open, the girl looked weak with a severed breath, Mark put his hand on Chelsea's forehead, "You have a little fever Miss" he said, rushed Mark forward his car, something went wrong he thought, but it was difficult for him to really focus on the situation, something strange also attacked him, "I was also drunk" he thought as he tried to stay focused on driving.

"I'm thirsty, sultry Mark, aren't you?" muttered the girl with her eyes closed, indeed her head felt heavy this time.

Mark was surprised Chelsea called his name for the first time, the girl held his arm tightly and continued to fumble even sigh like holding something, looks sit was agitated, "I also need a coffee Miss, I need a coffee, just be patient for a little while" Mark increased the speed of his car while calling Bi Inah to prepare two glasses of fresh milk for Chelsea, he asked Si Bibi.

At 2 am the second day arrived home, rushed Mark to hold back his Miss and lay Chelsea on his bed saw Bi Inah was on standby there "Make sure Miss spent two glasses of milk Bi," Mark said to Bi Inah, "Good Den, good rest" said Bi Inah, Markpun left both.

Bi Inah replaced Nonanya's shirt with a thin babydoll because Chelsea kept complaining of rage, "Drinking her milk Non," the Aunt said while helping Chelsea to drink her milk glass, but Chelsea did not spend it, "Eneg Bi, "Eneg Bi, already," again the girl poured herself looks limp with sweat pouring, this makes Bi Inah a little surprised because the room AC is very cold, and it's not usually that Chelsea look as drunk as he thinks.

Chelsea raved indistinctly and Bi Inah simply "Yes, yes, yes miss" replied, she already considers Chelsea like her own granddaughter, she does love this little girl, "Bi, Miranda has a crush on my driver" he said, "Yeah" said bi Inah, "Don't!" He said again, "Yesaa" replied bi Inah understandably drunk people think, "Why not Non?" Bi Inah wants to know, ordinary people mabok right honest, "He has Chelsea" replied the girl plain, spontaneous make the Aunt laugh ngik, "Yaaaa" he replied again, he replied, is this girl in love think, or indeed just possessive nature, seen by her continues Miss who looks increasingly restless, Chelsea looks tugging at her shirt "Bi, where is He?" asked the girl while seemingly trying to open her eyes glancing at the Aunt who had been stroking her hair since, "Please call her Bi," looked at Chelsea intently expecting Bi Inah to call her bodyguard, Bi Inah nodded and got up leaving him.

"Den, Miss called," said Bi Inah when she arrived in the room right in front of the door of Chelsea's room, Mark who had been sitting on the sofa enjoying coffee while playing his phone now stood politely nodding his head to Aunt, "Chelsea spent her milk Bi?" mark asked, Bi Inah shook her head "Only half a glass of Den, eneg said," replied bi Inah confusedly, "Alright, let Miss break Bi, Good night" Mark sat back down, "But..., Miss called Aden" he continued, "Let it go, he's drunk so hard tonight, he's also sleeping." Mark assured bi Inah, the old woman nodded and said goodbye.

Mark glanced at his watch, the time showing it was already at half-three, he also laid his body on the sofa "Crazy heat!" His complaint, while removing all the buttons of his shirt.

Since working as a Chelsea bodyguard indeed his sleeping hours became chaotic, Mark can usually really sleep if parked at school while waiting for Chelsea or while on leave, understandably the contract to keep Chelsea more than just keep the baby especially the miss is very unruly and happy to be inordinate.

Back Mark tried to relax his body, his mind now floated "Weight was also long-suffering the spoiled girl, especially now it is much more bongsor" his mind while continuing to absorb the heat that now arouses strange passion in his mind.

Chelsea's beautiful paras disturbed his mind, especially his fun shirt tonight, "Crazy!" Mark tepis while turning on the TV "Better to watch the ball" he thought, but the same thing, even the more chaotic his mind, there is a sense of wanting to approach his miss at least can see it may be enough, "Hmm....," Mark muttered to himself, "Something's wrong" Mark thought back to his senses, as hard as he could to suppress all his passions, "Chelsea are not kids anymore and I'm a normal boy" his inner self-defense indeed Mark was at war with himself at that time.

While the figure that was being fought Chelsea, whether since when the girl had been standing right behind the sofa, his smile was so sweet not when Mark turned to look at him.

"ah! It's crazy!" mark muttered involuntarily. He was still half in disbelief and stunned, maybe his mind had made him crazy he thought, Chelsea could not come to him like this, again he closed his eyes hoping to fall asleep, he thought he was going to sleep, but a soft voice resuscitated him that the girl was actually approaching him. "I'm calling you.." her voice was so soft and a little seductive. "Aah!" he lamented Mark in his heart, "It's morning Miss, go to sleep" he replied as he finally got up to sit down.

"I'm not sleepy, can I watch?" he asked, without hesitation the girl was sitting next to him. At first glance again the unusual attitude of Chelsea made him die of style, especially Chelsea sleepwear so transparent curves so clear that messed up his healthy mind, he said, aware of that, Mark ignored it as if he was focusing on enjoying a TV show.

"May I have your coffee?" with no cue Chelsea immediately tried to reach for the cup at the table beside Mark, almost the chest of the two collided, mark shakes his left hand immediately to lift the coffee cup to stay away from the reach of Chelsea's right hand, but Chelsea continue to try to reach it.

Chelsea fell on her lap, the two looked back at each other and Mark was still trying to be calm, "Coffee won't put you to sleep" he replied nervously as the girl never left, even his two hands were increasingly bravely wriggling around his neck even his head was leaning spoiled against his chest.

Mark can still control the situation, with peace of mind Mark put his cup back and let Chelsea keep holding him, "Your heart is beating fast" lirih Chelsea carelessly looked up his face while again throwing a smile then stroked Mark's left cheek gently.

Clearly visible this time, Mark could only silence a thousand languages he was completely dead of style, a confused facial look mastered him, Chelsea caresses made it so difficult how he should behave, he said, his behavior was no longer like the High School boy he thought.

Seeing that his bodyguard was helpless, regardless of what power he was wielding, he sat on Mark's lap staring at him, "Miss you're so drunk, go to your room." Mark began to become suspicious of what Chelsea was drinking at the club, "We have to go to the Doctor" Mark said, venturing to reach Chelsea's waist with the intention of moving him.

"I'm not sick, I just want you" Chelsea replied reluctantly to switch instead grabbed Mark's face and kissed the man's lips and neck and continued to tease him, finally Markpun looks defeated and reply.

Now the two men are like a pair of lovers who are in a drunk romance.

The two are cool together berangutan even Chelsea like so enjoy it not when both hands Mark sneak into his clothes and wringing soft there.

Suddenly Mark's consciousness came back and immediately stopped his action, "This is not Miss, I beg you to sleep," with still gasping Mark again reminded Chelsea who looked panicked, and he said, the sexy face turned into riled and frustrated at the rejection of his bodyguard.

"I'm not a child anymore" he forced, hoping Mark would continue. "You always set me up, can't I?" he said as he reached back to Mark's hands and led him into his shirt, "Please....?" Continue while releasing the babydol.

"Aah!" complaining Mark spontaneously by directly closing his eyes, he really could not see the innocence of the body that was right on his lap, "Alright!" chelsea replied in a displeased tone as if to move on, but again Mark occupied it, his feelings were so raging between passionate desire and awareness.

"You sure?" asked Mark to Chelsea who immediately nodded with a friendly smile, Mark finally carried him into the room and when he got on the bed, both of them were really khilaf to do more things that should not happen even to many times and ended up both sleeping tired under the cover of a blanket that covered both of them.

At 10 noon Bi Inah went in to wake Nonanya, as soon as he found the two in a state of innocence hugging the old woman screaming hysterically in shock.

"Oh God!" Suddenly, Mark and Chelsea woke up in shock, especially Chelsea who immediately pushed Mark's body and shouted hysterically, "That's it!!! what are you doing!!!" Chelsea cried so badly, Bi Inah responded to take the towel that had been brought and wrapped it around Chelsea while hugging him, Chelsea roared, spontaneously Mark pulled the blanket wearing it sitting limp on the edge of the bed, and then wrapped it around his bed, even though he did not believe everything that had happened, glimpsed by the girl who continued to cry in Bi Inah's arms, not knowing what to do to calm down, Chelsea continued to curse him while roaring.

"You! purposely took me last night? so that I can you sneak?! What did you sprinkle on my drink? how hearty!" Mark still looked down eager to hold the girl and said that he was very sorry, but the power of rice had become porridge.

Mark stood up to pick up a wireless phone not far from the bedside table Chelsea intended to call Mr. James, heard Mark say "Sir, I've made a big mistake to Chelsea," he seemed to nod his head in response. James at the time.

The Auntie also shed tears at a loss as to how, "Daddy can kill me Bi, hiks hyks I was stained by the goddamn driver!, Get rid of you!!!!" Chelsea spoke again while continuing to sob, now the sadness was mixed with fear, he knew his father was not someone who could understand events like this, Bi Inahpun asked him to sit in a mattress, he said, she kept petting him while occasionally looking at the bewildered Mark, "Guide Den," said the old woman trying to calm Mark down as well.

Mark nodded, actually his head still feels heavy, "Alright Bi," while glancing at Chelsea with full of haru, Mark left the two, rushed Mark to take a bath in his private room, long Mark let the rush of the shower shower shower rained down on his head, as powerful as the man could remember what had happened, almost none of which he could remember, "Damn!" He screeched while hitting the bathroom wall in annoyance, not knowing how to deal with Mr.'s anger. James who was just about to arrive, "I screwed things up" he lamented, "Ok! Mark has happened! Face it!" He also finished his bath, while continuing to strengthen his heart to be able to accept whatever happened he thought again, Mark as usual wearing neat clothes complete with his suit and then rushed back to the Chelsea room.

Seen Mr. James was already sitting on the Sofa, with a red tense face extinguished, while Chelsea sat down with her feet, the girl was seen begging for mercy but Mr. James seemed to remain silent a thousand bases, the old man seemed very shaken to find the reality in front of him, Mark could do what he fully entrusted to him, Mark, somehow the fate of my daughter thought as she glanced at Mark who had been standing still, bowing his head, Mr. James looked at Mark in disappointment, "This is what you call keeping Mark!" Said Mr. James was flat, Mark still lowered his head not daring to look at his master's angry face, "If I could hold back, I've returned Mr.'s favor. James, by destroying his family." Mark's regret in his heart, Chelsea heard back begging for forgiveness from his father, "Hiks...Hiks Daddy, Chelsea have humiliated Daddy, forgive Daddy, please don't shut up, Daddy!!" Screeching Chelsea in despair, the girl shook her father's legs, who had ignored her.

"I'll take responsibility Sir, let me marry her" Mark said, apparently Mr. James this time looked resigned, "Pak Pri, call Father Julius, I want to marry them! make this secretly should not the public and colleagues know!" his orders with a blank look to his personal assistant, who had been both silent and full-fledged, but he knew Mark was not a man who could do such a thing if it were not for something Mr Pri thought as he nodded and said goodbye to fetch Father Julius, "Daddy! Not want! Chelsea's innocent, time to marry him?" Chelsea went back hysterically by staying calm, seeing Mr. James continued to ignore his son, Mark approached trying to reach Chelsea's body to lift him up but Chelsea brushed him off, seeing her future husband full of disgust and hate, "Let go! I'll kill myself if you marry me!" Shouting, Markpun gave up on releasing Chelsea's shoulder because the girl did not want to move, Mark was on his knees, hoping Mr. James forgave Chelsea and himself.

"Clean your body!" Mr. James pushed his son's body away from his feet, he got up, while calling back his assistant, "How about Mr Pri? ok hurry!" Said the old man with a huff, Bi Inah responded to bring Chelsea to his room to persuade Chelsea to take a shower, "All has happened, be patient Miss," said Bi Inah appease Chelsea, who was not happy, bathed by the girl who looks grimacing, feeling pain and pain all over her body, Bi Inah observes indeed a lot of redness in the chest to the thigh of her master, she also dries her master's body slowly, she also dries the body slowly, Chelsea was already not hesitant because Bi Inah used to help her take a bath, "My life is soon over Bi!" Chelsea complained softly, it was painful to accept the bitter reality, her fate had to end up being the wife of the bodyguard she hated so much, but if not obeyed her father would be more hurt again he thought, he thought, moreover, his family is still conservative when it comes to matters of self-holiness, "I have to be patient, Bi?" asked again to Bi Inah to convince himself, Bi Inah smiled happily hugged back Nonanya then led Chelsea to the dressing table, this time Chelsea seemed to obey, "Here Aunt married 12 years old Non, betrothed as well and happy, believe me" Chelsea looked at her maid sharply from behind the glass, now she was all her might not to cry.

Kuy continues....🤗