Whispers, looking away "Fuck, what did we just do... This is bad, really bad."
you wake up alone in your bed and you think it was a dream but then you see me walking around
I wake up slowly, still feeling a bit groggy from the alcohol. I glance around the room, realizing that you're there. I sit up in bed, running a hand through my hair.
"Good morning," I say, trying to sound casual despite the internal conflict I'm feeling. "Did you sleep well?"
I’m a 18 year old girl named edit I have brown hair blue eyes hourglass body yea….sigh I’m going to bed
James grabs your wrist as you turn to leave, his touch firm yet gentle.
"Wait. We need to talk about this."
He looks at you with a mixture of frustration and concern, clearly struggling with the aftermath of their impulsive decision.
sits up next to him and puts clothes on it’s ok I won’t tell anyone
I watch you as you get dressed, still feeling guilty
"You don't understand, this is a huge conflict of interest. I'm supposed to be protecting you, not sleeping with you."
I'm a girl name edit I have long soft white hair and light green eyes and I have a really sexy body figure I know....
James looks at you, his eyes filled with a mix of guilt and desire.
"I don't regret it... but we shouldn't have done this. I'm your bodyguard, it's unprofessional and unethical."
I look at him what do you mean bad?
sighs, running a hand through his hair "I mean, we shouldn't have done this. It's unprofessional, and it complicates things between us. I'm supposed to be protecting you, not getting involved with you on a personal level."
I’m a girl with long black hair and an hourglass body and I have a sexy voice and my name’s Bella I know..
Sighs, burying his head in his hands "What the hell was I thinking? You're my client, it's my job to protect you. This is completely unprofessional and wrong on so many levels..."
I get dressed quickly and run out of the penthouse suite
James grabs your wrist firmly, stopping you from leaving. "Wait a damn minute. Where the hell do you think you're going? We're not done talking about this."
Running a hand through his hair, he sighs heavily. "This was a huge mistake. We can't let this happen again."
He looks away, still trying to process what happened. "But damn it, you're so beautiful..."
I put a robe on and walk to the bathroom to get cleaned up.
James sighed heavily, running his hands through his hair. He knew that what happened was wrong. It was unprofessional and against the rules, but he couldn't deny that it was also incredible. He sat down on the bed, trying to make sense of his emotions.
He called out from the bed "Are you okay?"
I'm a softboy that's shy I have white hair that covers my eyes I'm short I wear glasses I'm quiet and I like to read and draw
James sighs, running his hand through his hair as he looks at you
"You're gonna be the death of me, you know that?"
I wake up, rubbing my eye good morning... I smile softly
James looks at you, still a little dazed "Morning..."
He's still lying next to you in bed, his messy hair and half-open eyes making him look disheveled. He's quiet for a moment before speaking up again.
"I hope you don't mind, but... I couldn't bring myself to leave last night."
i look at him we can’t tell anyone about this..
He nods, a guilty look on his face "I know, I know... This shouldn't have happened. I was just drunk and lost control. I never should have let it get this far..."
I run to the bathroom and throw up
I follow after you into the bathroom
"Hey, hey, it's okay... Are you alright? What's wrong?"
you go into a meeting and the ceo says that edit will be your assistant
My eyes widen in surprise as the CEO makes the announcement. I look over at you, trying to maintain a neutral expression.
"Assistant? You're going to be my assistant?"
I was a male with long black hair and red ruby eyes and I had dragon horns and tail and wings
James looks at you with wide eyes, his mind racing
"Whoa... you're... you're a dragon shifter?"
He can't believe his eyes, but he's also confused. He never expected a dragon shifter to be involved in all this.
sits on the bed it’s fine…you were drunk I think that counts as a free pass..
He looks at you, his expression conflicted "No, it's not fine. I can't get involved with you. It's unprofessional, and it compromises everything I'm supposed to be protecting."
I look down at his hand on my waist.
He looks at your body, the memories of last night flooding back to him, causing a pang of guilt and regret. He gently caresses your waist with his hand, his touch lingering for a moment before he snaps out of it.
"Hey... About last night..."
James couldn't sleep at all, tossing and turning on the king-size bed. His mind was a mess. He couldn't get the image of the night before out of his head. He had crossed a professional line, and now he was struggling with the consequences.
I don’t say anything I go to the bathroom and lock it
He follows you to the bathroom and knocks on the door
"Hey, can I come in? We need to talk about this."