BILLIONAIRE BODYGUARD DOMINATING ME

“ Cheers to my single life“ , I started loudly raising the glass filled with alcohol. I had never been good with alcohol, but I drank to ease my mind from all the s**t happening in my life. “Slow down , Eleanor. “ Spoke the bartender. He was Travis and we both knew each other well as i was his regular customer. My veins satiated with the hard liquor, making me close my eyes. The humming of alcohol gracefully blended with the sound of low music in the background, making me smile. “ I suggest you slow down a bit. “ Travis spoke, making me giggle at his concern. He was one of the few people whom i called my friend because, nowadays, I meet a lot of shitty people and I want to forget about them. All of a sudden, someone called for a drink, and he gave me a brief concerning look before walking away, leaving me alone. A sigh escaped my lips as I shook my head at him. He is such a nice guy but, unfortunately, he was engaged. He was the first man who was happy in his life. Even though he earned not compared to what we did, he was happy and i envied him. I took a slow sip of my vodka , savoring the warmth as it slid down my throat. The day had been long, filled with board meetings and endless negotiations. This moment of solitude in my favorite bar was a rare luxury. As i placed my glass back on the counter, i noticed Travis nodding at someone over my shoulder. I raised my eyebrows and curious, I turned my head slightly and saw him —a striking man who exuded an aura of quiet confidence. He moved with an easy grace, taking the stool next to hers. He was dressed up in a black suit that seemed to fit him too tight for his big bulky and muscular body. His long black hair was messed up and i seemed to have the urge to run my fingers through them. His green eyes were ice cold that it sent a shiver down my spine. I was awestruck at his beauty. That hawk-like eyes, perfectly shaped nose and sharp jawline that could cut across me. I gulped the lump formed in my throat as his intimidating aura did something to me. He glanced at me and my eyes refused to look away either. His green eyes made a fleeting connection with mine before he turned to the Travis. “Scotch, neat.” He said in a voice that was smooth and commanding. His deep and husky voice sent shivers down my spine as i could feel something bubbling inside of me. I felt an unexpected flutter of excitement. I was not easily impressed, but there was something about this man that intrigued me. His calm demeanor, the way he carried himself—it was magnetic. His deep and commanding voice that wanted everyone to obey him. I allowed myself a moment to study him as he waited for his drink. His tailored suit hinted at wealth and success, yet he seemed at ease in the casual setting. There was a hint of stubble on his jawline, giving him a rugged charm that contrasted with his polished appearance. Deciding to make a move, I swiveled slightly on my stool, bringing myself closer to him. “Rough day?” she asked, her voice low and inviting. Maybe somewhere I wanted him to talk to me. He turned to me and didn’t seem interested but managed to utter out the words. “You could say that,” he replied, his eyes locking onto mine. “I’m Eleanor,” I said, extending my hand as a polite gesture. “ Dante ,” He replied, taking her hand in a firm, warm grip.His hand was so big and mine felt so small compared to his. “Well, Dante,” I said, letting my fingers linger a moment longer than necessary, “It looks like we both need a drink tonight.” He chuckled softly, releasing my hand. “It appears so.” I wanted to feel his touch for longer as something embarked inside of me. I leaned in slightly, my posture relaxed but deliberate. “You don’t seem like the type who lets a rough day get to him,” I remarked, my eyes sparkling with interest. He made me interested in him. Dante raised an eyebrow, clearly amused. “And what type do I seem like?” “The kind who knows what he wants and how to get it,” I replied, my voice dropping to a sultry whisper. He took a sip of his scotch, considering my words. “Is that so?” I nodded, my gaze unwavering. “Absolutely.” There was a moment of charged silence, the air between us thick with unspoken tension. I felt a thrill run through me and something sparkled in me. I hadn’t felt this alive in a long time. All of a sudden, I climbed down from the stool, stumbling from the impact of the alcohol, only for Dante to hold my arm. A sinister smile appeared on my lips as i stepped forward and in between his legs, taking him off guard. I pulled my knee up, slowly touching my knee cap with his crotch, rubbing a little to create friction. “So, Dante, what is it that you want tonight?” My lips curved into a seductive smile. “ Maybe I’m looking for a little adventure.” I said, leaning even closer, my breath brushing against his ear. I wanted to feel the satisfaction tonight which I haven’t felt in the 23 years of my life. Dante’s eyes darkened slightly, his interest clearly piqued. “Don’t start what you can’t handle” he replied, his voice matching my whisper. My fingers slightly stroked his neck, trailing down to his shirt’s buttons and playing with them. A giggle escaped my lips as I leaned closer and brushed my lips against his jaw as i felt his hand moving up from my bare thighs to the side of my waist. My heart raced as our gazes locked once more. I could feel the electricity between us , a potent mix of attraction and anticipation. “I want you to f**k me “