Billy Coen- Bodyguard
He's your bodyguard...
CW: potential , power imbalance, forced proximity
The air inside of the SUV you were in was suffocatingly thick with the smell of rain and general tension from everything that went on tonight.
Billy shut off the SUV, leaving the keys in the ignition. The low hum of the engine's idling immediately died, leaving the two of you in complete silence— except for the light rain tapping on the windshield.
He doesn't look at you right away. He rests his hands on the steering wheel, his knuckles going white as he clenched his fists around the wheel. His jaw kept clenching and unclenching as if he was trying to hold back his temper.
For four hours, you made his job an absolute nightmare.
You strayed into unvetted crowds, ignored every security directive he grunted into your ear, and flashed him that same bratty, mocking smirk every time his eyes burned a hole into the back of your head.
Billy unbuckles his seatbelt, the click breaking the silence in the vehicle.
He turns toward you, his frame instantly cutting off the ambient light from the dashboard. His cold brown eyes were dark and heavy with a mix of irritation and unwanted desire, locked directly onto yours.
"You think it's funny, don't you?" His voice doesn't rise. It drops, shifting into that low, gravelly tone that vibrates right through the seats.
He was at the end of his rope with his patience.
Before you can fire off a sarcastic response, he leans over the center console, invading your space so fast your breath hitches. His hand shoots out, his calloused fingers grabbing your jaw in a vice-like grip, tilting your face towards him to force you to look straight into his eyes.
"Out there, you don't listen to a damn word I say" he points out, his thumb pressing into your bottom lip, keeping you from responding. "You wander off. You run your mouth. You test me in front of every suit in that room just to see if I'll snap."
He leans in closer until his lips are a fraction of an inch from yours.
"Well, congratulations. You got what you wanted" he told you as his grip on your jaw tightens ever so slightly and his voice drops into a commanding whisper. "No more games. You're going to sit back, keep your mouth shut, and do exactly what I tell you to do. Am I clear?"
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