PRISONER OF LOVE LOVE THE WIDOWER

THE SEASON 2 Part 10. Hanoi 8's

All right, he's handsome.

I saw him walking across the lobby, with his neat shirt and his hair drizzled, like everyone else the aura of an established and mature man, which woman would be able to ignore this kind of charm, he said, I prefer the style of mess.

Me? Stick with a shirt and trousers.

My short hair was just neatly combed just the standard makeup required as a female bodyguard. Only

"The car is in front of Sir Russell,..." For 18 hours I kept my best distance. There will be no more absurd talk like last night, I guess I crossed my line a little by talking like yesterday.

"You come eat, I'll pay the bill." But he was kind as well, he offered me as we walked into the restaurant.

"No sir, my bill and the operational underwritten office, we're not allowed to receive tips, not polite, but I'll be at the other table anyway if you need anything."

"You don't eat."

"Hmm I'm eating, you take it easy. It's not a very expensive restaurant. Just according to reviews authentic Vietnamese is the best in the city."

"So effort. You've seen the looks."

"Of course I work here. You're my responsibility."

"You can be asked to escort someone?"

"Yes, it's our job, escorting someone, or something, for example, transport something with an armored vehicle, where the building, private security, I have a karate license and Krav Maga level proficient, he said, there is a license and training, what we have to prepare, basically be on guard against any possibility that we keep. Even if you don't think you'll face any threats, we need to know how to prevent them."

"Actually I just carelessly asked the bodyguard yesterday because I've never been here, and women, because ... " Now he is silent on his side. I already have an answer, because women can be seduced and fun to chat with. "It's important you're here." He didn't continue. I also did not extend.

The night passed quickly, I ate by myself, enjoyed the good food together while I waited for them to talk.

At 10 o'clock they were finally finished. I finally got to go home to sleep well.

"Sir Russell. Mr. Dong." I bowed in salute to the guests who invited us when they came out.

"Ohh you're a bodyguard from Hong Kong, commissioned by Philip Leung? A lady? Well, Mr. Russell, you're good at picking out bodyguards..." Men, they always think practically. I'm upset he called me that, but I didn't say anything.

"You offended?" I drove the car in silence to the hotel.

"Do you mean Mr Russell, offended?"

"Can you just call me Oliver now, of course with Mr. Dong's words."

"Ohhh that, he's free to think anything. None of my business. As long as he doesn't touch me, that'll be another matter. I'm not that offended, we work in the service field, you can't take too much heart in this job."

"You're not offended that I'm talking to you about deviating these few days." I grimaced.

"You're not offended, either, I'm asking you to fight." He's smiling now.

"Thank you for being honest." I saw him, now he changed his face again talking like a normal person.

"Our talk yesterday forget it"

"What talk?"

"Everything. About the promise of the star terrace, about the love does not arrive, let's just say it's just a bedtime story? I've missed your design, made a weird promise about the star terrace, forget it..."

"Where was Philip, I never worked directly with him, the man is now in Jakarta. We used to be a gang, fighting in the streets of Kowloon, then because of his supportive background and brilliant brain he rose quickly to become one of Philip's right-hand men in the Malay Peninsula region, he's got a level I can't reach, but he's kind enough to think of me as his friend until now, five years ago I was out of the place of big boss Philip, but in Jakarta I was finally assigned to make trouble with one of the companies he oversaw, which is where we met again. He asked me to work under him again eventually. I'm in Bali is a gift from him to make me defect." I told you everything, and we won't see each other again.

"You're still expecting it."

"Of course not, I told you he's as tall as the stars in the sky. She'll be married any minute, I guess."

"You never think of anyone else?"

"Hm...I don't know, I might be unlucky, I'm used to it myself anyway, it's calmer myself, it doesn't matter much, just sometimes a little envy about what we don't have is normal."

"Hmm.yeah." He didn't try to tease me, refuting me in his own words. "Yesterday your birthday celebration to how many. If I could know."

"Guess what?" I smiled at him.

"Ehmm, I think about 35, though,... You're obviously at number 3, you're talking too calmly, you're not acting like young girls, you're at least 35-36."

"I had my 40th birthday yesterday, I'm not young anymore..."

"You still look young, you still look beautiful, but talking to someone of your age is different." I smile, happy in the praise of the beautiful, every woman likes to be praised she is beautiful.

"Thank you, there's a funny thing about this, ..."

"What?" He's lookingat me.

"I've never told anyone this. So let's just say it's barking because after this we won't meet again."

"You're pretty sure we don't see each other again."

"No, how could we meet again."

We arrived at the hotel later. I heaved a sigh of relief when we arrived, I can finally rest well tonight, my eyes are heavy.

"All right, good night. Have a good rest." I arrived at the front door of her room and greeted her and walked into my own room.

"You don't want to go in." Suddenly she smiled at me.

"Hold a minute, tomorrow you're in HK, there's a lot of girls there." I sneered at him and moved back to my own room.

He laughed but followed me to my door. I saw it with calculation.

"Why are you here?"

"Then I'm the one who came in here."

"Oliver, we're different species. I don't live in your world, why are you so happy to prove you're right."

"Change one night, you won't regret it,..." His voice whispered near me. The fragrance of her perfume smelled all the way near me. I smiled at him, looking at those tempting blue eyes. Tonight I was lazy to argue with him, lazy to fight with him, because I was so sleepy, tired, had no energy to think anymore, I took my card in the bag.

"Good night, Oliver's dream." I closed my door in front of his eyes. He didn't force in or hold my door, or knock it again. I could hear him go back to his room

I don't know why I felt like his offer was just a joke, but he just wanted to try until the last time, to prove that he could influence me.

I obviously don't know what's on his mind.

What is clear is that our story will end in 12 hours and 8 hours of it will be a good night's sleep.