My Beautiful Bodyguard's

My Beautiful Bodyguard 15's

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"This is his suit."

Aksa accepted the suit rudely without looking at Kim in the slightest. Yes, their relationship began to differ from one week ago, precisely when attending the engagement of Rafael. Both of them were very professional.

Especially Aksa, now the man is always cold and does not even care to rule Kim at will. No longer look at Kim differently than before. No Aksa is spoiled, kind and always smiling. All Kim saw was Aksa's cold, thin and unfriendly attitude.

Indeed Kim also understood that Aksa changed because of his own actions, but he also did not usually accept the different attitude of the man. Honestly Kim prefers Aksa who is as friendly as ever, not as he is now.

"Where's my watch?!"

The jolt sent Kim soaring in shock, with the woman immediately walking into the watch's special closet. Choose a blue Rolex watch. And hand it to Aksa. But the man not accepting it confused her. "This master"

"I don't want that one, look for another color!"

Kim was forced to search again, and handed it to Aksa. Aksa never even dared to rule this and that, but now always. It is tired, but Kim must get used to it because maybe Aksa's attitude in the future will be so.

"Why is it still here?"

"Yes?"

"I said bring my breakfast here, I want breakfast in the room!"

"Ah well, sorry."

The door of the room was closed with Kim gone, after the woman left Aksa immediately rubbed her face rough. It does not stop cursing itself in the heart. This was his plan to make Kim like that, to be cold and thin but strange he was also not feeling well. There is a sense of pity especially when you have to rule at will. How else, this is the plan.

Isn't this Kimberly's wish anyway? Be professional. And now he has granted the woman's wish.

The door was knocked, Aksa ordered to enter after sitting on his sofa. It looks like Kim brought a sizable tray, and kept some breakfast on the table. There's sandwiches, bowls of cereal, pudding, and not to forget a glass of milk.

"I'll wait for you here until breakfast is over."

"No, you just come out I don't want to be disturbed. If you're here later I don't even have an appetite!"

It hurt Kim to hear it, the woman tried to smile and then bowed her body for a while. "Well I'll wait for you downstairs."

Aksa did not answer and let Kim go. Damn, why is he hurting.

"Stupid!" Its meaning.

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Kimberly occasionally glanced at the chaos over the car to see Aksa sitting in the back seat. The man seemed busy looking through the files on his lap. During the trip to the office as well, there was no chatter from them at all.

It turns out that his desire to be professional was not pleasant as well, Kim even regretted. Though he was comfortable getting Aksa's friendly attitude, and now the man really granted his wish.

Kimberly got off first and then immediately circled the car opening the door for Aksa. The man handed him some files and a briefcase, while Aksa seemed to walk around casually.

"Make me coffee!"

"But it's still too early"

"You don't want to obey? Do you know what your position is?"

With a heavy heart Kim nodded then immediately went to the pantry, He told one of the OBs there to make. Afterwards Kim returned to Aksa's room, keeping the cup of coffee on the table.

"Clean my room!"

"Yes?"

"I said clean my room!"

Aksa stood up from his seat staring intently at Kim, folding both his hands in the chest. "Didn't you work for me?"

"Yes I work for you, but I take care of you not-"

"Not being your maid you mean?"

Kimberly was heartbroken, very. Lord He really does not like to get Aksa's attitude, is Aksa always like this on the bodyguard before?

Not a confident intention, but Aksa like revenge on him. The man looked to hate her after the incident. Sad, hurt, but unable to get angry.

"All right!" Kim immediately entered one of the rooms that were still there, silent for a moment to see a medium-sized room that was very messy. Various garbage, bottles of drinks, and snacks scattered there. A soft breath escaped from Kim's lips, and he immediately cleared the room.

It took a long time to clean, because the room was very messy. Especially without the help of others.

"Huft finally!" Kim rubbed the sweat on his forehead with the back of his hand.

Thank goodness this room is neat and clean, although tired but Kim still has to be professional. Better tired of exercising than cleaning this room.

Chequek!

The door of the room opened with Aksa just entering, the man leaning his body against the door tracing the entire room.

"Have you?"

"It's Master."

"Racid?"

"Em not."

You liar! Aksa could even see the sweat on Kim's forehead, the woman's chest was also heaving and breathing heavily.

"Now I want lunch."

"Well I'll order it on-"

"I want you to buy it."

Aksa looked at her watch, it was still ten in the morning and it was not too late. "I want you to buy McDurens in Bandung, then Seafood santa 68 and Milk tea."

Kim blinked his eyes, didn't he hear wrong? Is it true that the man told him to buy food that is not one place, even very far from here.

"But the food is as far away as I know."

"I don't care, I just want it!"

Kimberly exhaled heavily, tired of soul tired heart it felt. The man's attitude allowed Kim to run out of patience as well. Now Aksa really ruled him at will, but that was not his job. Is the job almost the same as the waiter?

Aksa's revenge on him?

"I'll get a message from Dileveri."

"No, I want you to go there directly. What if the food has poison?"

It doesn't make sense!

"But to gather all the food it took a long time, let alone the path was very far."

"I don't care, it's your job. You're just my bodyguard and messenger, so I'm free to command you!"

Kim stared furiously at Aksa, both hands clenched. The woman was eager to hit Song Aksa in the face, but there was no way she could.

"Well, I'll go!"

Kim left without saluting, walking at a fast pace. He did not care to say disrespectful, his patience was really tested. Kimberly must be extra patient to face the man's childish attitude.