The Russian Billionaire’s Secret(124)
He quickly surveyed the parking lot for threats and finding none returned his eyes to his client's hips. Maria had been graced with a natural female stance and her hips swayed jiggling her round buttocks under her skirt. How delicious it would feel to wrap his fingers around her jigglng globes and pull her to him. Would she be a moaner or a screamer? He'd never know until the act occurred, but Vadim could tell by her walk that the only thing Maria Hall wouldn't be was a dead fish in bed.
Maria started towards her cherry red convertible, but Vadim stopped her by wrapping his arm around her shoulders. She leaned into him and he smiled. Either she was of a like minded nature or was a good actress when it pertained to her safety.
“We'll take my car today, dear,” he said and then lowered his voice to say, “It's the one my security team will be most familiar with.”
“Alright,” Maria smiled as they walked to his shiny black Porsche.
“We'll send someone after your belongings if you need anything from the car,” Vadim opened the door for her. Maria slid into the passenger seat flashing an intentional peak of her upper thigh as she leaned over to fasten her seat belt.
Vadim surveyed the parking lot before getting into the car himself. He could feel Maria's eyes lingering over him as he started the engine. He looked at her out of the corner of his eye and she looked away blushing. Would she blush when he stripped her of her clothes too or would she be the confident sort that stripped down before things were even at full throttle?
“Do you live alone?”
“Yes,” Maria nodded.
“That is surprising,” Vadim said. He'd asked her although he already knew that she was single and never married. It was the bodyguard's habit to do a thorough background check on all of his clients before working for them. His morals may have been flexible, but he preferred working for parties who were mostly in the right. His family's wealth had spared him from a long life of working for the highest bidder.
“Why?”
“Most beautiful women settle down early.”
“The only thing I'm interested in settling down with is a good glass of wine in a bubble bath,” Maria laughed.
“Then tonight take your leisure, Maria,” he said glancing at her again. “You will be more than safe to drop your inhibitions.”
“I've learned the hard way to never drop my inhibitions,” she laughed and looked out the window.
Maria lived in a third story penthouse over looking the city. The view of the lay of the land was great, but Vadim much preferred the view from the inside of the apartment. Maria had kicked off her shoes at the door and disappeared into her bedroom. Moments later, she reappeared in more casual clothing. Clad in a pair of pajama pants and a t-shirt that clung to her now braless breasts was almost enough to distract Vadim from his work, almost.
He made quick work of searching the apartment for the most common measures. They hadn't gotten around to bugging her apartment yet. So he was a step ahead of them. In fact, besides a gray car situated across the street watching the comings and goings of the complex he found no spying equipment. Her ex-boss may have been a rich man, but it seemed that he wasn't yet skilled in how to make full use of that power.
“Are you hungry?” Maria asked.
“While I am sure you are a delicious cook, do not trouble yourself on my account. We can order take out and discuss security measures. The first of which is until Robert Edmund is dead or incarcerated, you are not to leave my sight.”
“Umm... Isn't that going to make sleeping difficult?”
“The night has long been the most dangerous time for humans, Maria,” Vadim said casually crossing his arms. “For primitive man, it was a time of predators. Then later, it was the best time for raiders to strike an unprepared settlement. Now is not so different. Just because the predator who hunts you is human doesn't mean he isn't just as much of a threat.”
“What sleeping arrangements are you suggesting then?” Maria asked meeting his gaze.
Her full lips were pressed hard together as if she was concentrating on something. Vadim wondered what she preferred the sleeping arrangement to be, but as a skill seducer, he knew it was too soon to ask. Most women needed to time to warm up slowly to the possibility of passion and pleasure.
“Your bed is large enough for two and it keeps us close enough so that I can do my job.”
“Let's just get something straight, Vadim,” Maria said crossing her arms and squaring her shoulders. “There will be no funny business.”
“I am a professional.”
That night Vadim was surprised at how quickly the beautiful ebony woman fell asleep next to him. Through the moonlight drifting in through the window, he could make out the soft curves of her body. Her back was to him and she was curled around a pillow which was quickly becoming an object the bodyguard envied. He reminded himself that he had to be patient. First, the threat to her well being should be eradicated. If they couldn't wait that long, he'd make damn sure to tell his security team to take extra measures during the time they were indisposed.
Maria jerked in her sleep and made a startled sound. During her waking hours, she was tough, on top of things, and as she had proved when she was attacked capable of defending herself. Now with her walls down she seemed softer, more innocent and feminine, and much more in need of the protection of a strong man. He'd never tell her these things. It would amuse him to watch how frustrated and angry she'd become with him, but it could result in her firing him which would make his job of protecting her that much more difficult. Her publisher hadn't sent any money and wouldn't receive a bill. There was something about the beauty ebony woman that drew him in and money had never kept him from getting what he wanted.