My Sexy Bodyguard's

MY SEXY BODYGUARD

Rama opened the door of his room slowly, and his very late arrival was immediately greeted by a warm embrace by Tiffani.

Tiffani propped the entire burden of his body on Rama's stocky and sweaty body. The smell that Tiffani likes.

"I miss you" said Tiffani, landing a kiss on Rama's cheek repeatedly, while his hand hugged Rama's waist tightly. He was relieved that Rama had returned safely and unharmed.

Rama smiled, he was happy because Tiffani always welcomed his arrival. No matter what time he arrived, and under no circumstances did Tiffani stick to him like a permanent adhesive glue that was difficult to remove.

"I miss you to, my dear," replied Rama. "But, can you stay away for a moment. I'm sweating," pinta Rama.

Tiffani shook her head, and instead tightened her embrace at Rama's waist. "I love the smell of your sweat. Why ask me to stay away."

Rama rubbed the top of Tiffani's head and landed a kiss repeatedly there. "I've beaten people up, Tiffani. My body was full of dust, and splashes of blood from those people. I have to clean up first, then you can hold me."

Tiffani let out a long sigh, before finally releasing her embrace at Rama's waist. "Sit down first then, let me make you some hot chocolate. You better rest a little before taking a shower. Anyway, I haven't prepared any warm water for you. I'll fill the bathtub with hot water first then." Tiffani rambles, while pulling Rama's wrist towards the sofa in their room.

After Rama sat comfortably on the Sofa, Tiffani immediately paced back and forth, she filled the bathtub with warm water, then made a hot chocolate that all her shoulders had provided in the room.

Since marriage, Tiffani has provided chocolate powder, milk, coffee to whole wheat bread and jam in her room. He would rather provide all the needs of Rama with his own hands, than have to ask the servant to do so. Except for cooking, Tiffani gave up when faced with kitchen affairs, because he never cooked at all.

"Well, this is a special hot chocolate for my beloved Ramaku. Drink up, I'll check if the water is full or not. I will also drip an antiseptic liquid in your bath water" said Tiffani, putting a cup of hot chocolate on the table in front of the sofa.

As Tiffani was about to leave, Rama pulled the woman's hand, making Tiffani sit on her lap. "Let's relax, Tiffani, why are you so busy every time I come. Can't you see what time it is? Now that it's three in the morning, you should be sleeping, instead of even bothering to take care of me like this. I can take care of myself, Tiffani," said Rama.

Tiffani touches Rama's handsome face. "No problem. I like doing it. I love the role I play. I love taking care of you as my husband. I'll do my best as long as one of us is still breathing, Rama."

Rama stared at Tiffani's face fixedly, he knew how Tiffani was feeling now.

"Don't talk like that, Tiffani," muttered Rama.

Tiffani sighed again, then she said, "Do you know that I live with worry every day. I'm sorry I had to drag you into this horrible business. I'm sorry that we can't get away with all this. It's all a legacy from my father, and I want me to run this business as well as I did when I did it. It's too heavy for me. I realize that your salvation every day is on the brink of obscurity. What if someone's after you, or after our son."

Tiffani began to cry, since the first he never wanted to plunge directly into the father's business is very terrible; buying and selling firearms without permission, buying and selling explosives, etc, to exchange important documents that should be confidential documents are included in the service that his father's business runs.

Tiffani longed for a simple life, which was far from a frenzy of news about assault, death, and theft. However, the father's last message keeps Tiffani trapped into the black world that Tiffani has been trying to avoid, and worse, Tiffani's position is very high in the dark business that his father left behind.

Tiffani is the main owner.

Tiffani is the CEO.

Tiffani is the head of the Mafia.

All those titles stick automatically to Tiffani. All the ownership files Richard used to have, all changed in Tiffani's name, and Tiffani couldn't avoid that. It is for this reason that Tiffani feels burdened every day. He was afraid that what happened to him and his mother would befall his family as well.

Rama kissed Tiffani's cheek which was now wet with tears. "Don't worry about anything, Tiffani, as long as I'm around, I'll continue to look after you and our son as well as I can. I won't let you get hurt one bit. Never will."

Tiffani looked at Rama with her two dewy eyes. "If you take care of me and our child, then who will take care of you?"

Rama smiled. "Pray me at all times. Your prayers will protect me."

***

Mornings were the most important moments for the Raendra family. Tiffani Raendra this morning had to complete some of the files Damar brought from the office, the approval file for the hotel construction which is planned to be built next month on a large land in the suburbs.

If Tiffani is busy with office files, Rama is busy with Junior, his favorite son who is only three years old. Although not his own flesh and blood, but Rama is very fond of Junior, he considers that Junior is his own son, he does not care about the fact that Junior is the son of Darren Adiguna.

"I have to see the land first, Om, I can't sign it" Tiffani said.

"I saw it only briefly."

"A quick glance is enough, son," said Damar.

The two have been arguing since then in the living room, since Damar urged Tiffani to put a signature on an important file.

Rama who heard the debate could only shake his head.

"Papa, why do mom and grandpa keep fighting every day?" junior asked, with his adorable slurred voice.

Rama was silent for a moment. "Hem, why, yeah. Maybe because they need one kiss from Junior." Rama answered the origin.

Junior who was busy playing on the playmate placed in the family room then stood up, and immediately approached Tiffani and Damar.

"I'll give you one kiss. Bow down, Mama, Grandpa" said Junior, as soon as he arrived in front of Tiffani and Damar.

Tiffani and Damar stop their debate, !and the two lowered their heads while smiling as junior requested.

Cup, Cup!

"It has. Don't fight anymore" said Junior, then ran back to Rama and hugged Rama.

Rama laughed at Junior's behavior. "Smart kid. Looks like Junior papa is ready to be given a sister," said Rama, while rubbing Junior's hair tanned.

Tiffani who heard the words of Rama immediately replied. "I'm ready, honey, let's do it after I get home from the office." Tiffani blinked her eyes flirtatiously.

"really? We can do it in the car" Rama said, chuckling.

"Good God you two are, why talk about something like that in front of a kid." Damar pinched Tiffani's cheek. "Hurry sign, we're late for the meeting, Tiffani." Damar again urged Tiffani.

Tiffani clucked and immediately needed her signature on the file that Damar requested.

"I will get ready" said Rama, who rushed straight to the room to pick up his suit and firearm.

After a while, Rama was back in the family room, approaching Damar and Tiffani who were still busy tidying up important files.

"I am ready to go" said Rama.

Tiffani stood up, she smiled and stepped over to Rama who looked very handsome and charming.

"My bodyguard is sexy. How can I work if you keep looking like this Rama."

Rama looks confused. "Is there something wrong with my appearance?" ask Rama.

Tiffani nodded. "Yes, you're too perfect, just seeing you reminds me of bed."

Rama smiled. "Me too, I want to pull you into the room right now."

Damar approached Tiffani and Rama who uttered words of temptation to each other, then he pulled the ears of the couple hard. "Why are you two like ABG. Focus on work and stop talking to each other about sensual things. Understood?!"

Rama and Tiffani moan about getting jewels from Damar which they now consider like their own parents.

Seriate.