Luna
I wake up tired as usual. I slept quite late. Besides being tired, I always stick to my routine.
For the last many years, I have been waking up at 5:45 AM. I do some stretches, drink water, do a very detailed skin care routine and look for the outfit of the day.
I decide to go with a black suit, a pair of black Mach Mach heels, a black mask and my usual pair of rimless glasses. Then style my hair into my usual slick back. I don't put on the mask since I have to have some breakfast or else my house manager will tell papa and dad that I did not eat.
As I come down the stairs from my room I hear papa and dad at the dining table talking to some man. Why on earth is that man in my house? He has his back facing me but looks a bit familiar. When my dads see me, they instantly stand up to hug me. They literally squish me between them and shower me with kisses. I think these men are low-key obsessed with me. They both take turns to pick me up and twirl me around and at the end of it all I'm feeling dizzy from the twirling and my low iron.
" What are you guys doing here?" I finally ask after they are done with showcasing their affection.
"Good morning to you too la nostra principessa." They both say.
"Good morning mama and dad." I greet as I roll my eyes at the sarcasm. I've always called papa mum since I was young. He came to my life when I was 2 years old as a child professional caretaker. I used to call her pretty auntie according to them and after they got married I started calling her mom. I mean you understand me because he's so pretty.
I almost forgot that they came with someone until we sit down at the dining table and I finally see his face. My stomach literally drops. What the hell was he doing here? In my house? And why did papa and dad bring him here? All this time I'm staring at him as if he's grown a second head.
"He's your new body guard since you decided to go and mess with a gangster," dad finally says, '' his name is Alaric Amani." He continues as if I didn't already know his name. He's a lecturer I once had a major crush on since year one but never showed any signs of liking me back which made me start dating a man who actually liked me or that's what I thought at the time. It had been 4 years since I last saw him. He disappeared a few weeks before graduation.
" Good morning Miss Nia," he greets me as he stands, which makes my parents turn their heads so fast. Not many people call me by my second name which is why they turn their heads.
"You guys were that close?" They both ask. They might as well join the choir since they love in unison. I ignore them and join them at the table.
"I already have one," I try to argue.
Papa gives me a death stare. "Baby there's no way Andre, the sassiest man I've ever seen can protect you from a gang. Furthermore he doesn't count as one since he's your chauffeur."
" You'll have to give me money if you want me to agree." I say while folding my hands across my chest.
" Luna, I gave you my black card," dad says.
"And I gave you mine too. You don't even use it," papa says. They are so frustrated. I mean, if I also have a kid like me I'd be so much more frustrated.
" What else do you want? Tell me baby, as long as you agree to keep the body guard." dad pleads. The body guard in question is just sitting amused by our fight.
" I don't even know why we are begging you while it's your fault that you might have some gang on your ass. Now you will keep the body guard whether you like it or not. You are 27 for heaven's sake. Stop being a baby" Papa says with finality which makes everyone at the table tense up.
" Fine." I say with a huff which makes dad and Amani smile.
It's not even that deep. The only reason they think I need a body guard is because I may or may not have beat the crap out of Elle's ex during the vacation. What else was I supposed to do? Sit down and watch while someone abused Elle and went away with it? Come on, it doesn't work that way in Luna's head. I simply just… put the fear of God in him and chased him down with my car. They are making it seem like a big deal.
They are just worried that Elle's ex is a gangster or mob leader? I kinda feel like there's more to this than they are letting on.
I have done more than just beat someone up. I have put people in the ER and they didn't even bat an eye. Some of the people are literally celebrities, others are big people in the government. So, why the hell did they decide that I need a personal body guard just because I beat a mob boss?
It's actually been long since I had one while papa has like 2 and many more he probably doesn't know about. I'm sure I also have some who follow me in secret. They probably thought that they wouldn't be enough so they decided to bring one closer to me. I bet he'll be sleeping in my house in one of the guest rooms. They usually have the most ridiculous ideas.
After breakfast the love birds leave me with this 6 foot 2 man who looks like he eats rocks for a living.
He looks the same as the last time I saw him. He has always been this hot. His hair is longer which makes him look like he just stepped out of a magazine in that black suit which looks too expensive for just a mere body guard or lecturer.
Is it possible for someone to change from being a lecturer to a body guard? Is it that easy to change professions? And how did my parents even find him? This feels so awkward. I'm not the kind of person to start a conversation.
My plan today was to drive myself to work since Andre decided that it was a good idea to prolong his stay at his boyfriend's house. But I'm pretty sure he's currently in his house but not in a good position to walk properly let alone drive me around. This always happens whenever he meets his man, around every once a month or worse twice. I'm afraid if he was a woman he'd be pregnant by now.
I'm still going to drive but with someone else in it. Why is he showing up now? Is it normal to like someone who has never shown signs of liking you and technically ghosted you for years? I need to buy a fucking gun!!!!!
I'm so fucking pissed? Why him? Why the hell didn't I just get a female body guard? Being around a man who I once and still probably have feelings for is not for the weak. What pisses me off even more, is just how fine he looks. His eyes are so beautiful. And he's using them to look at me like he still cares.
Since I'm driving to work, I will traumatise him. So bad that he'll question his life choices. I have never really driven like a maniac when there's someone else in the car. But today, that changes.