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Thread: Protection at a Cost (Lord Dakol and Sanantha)

Grayson looked up at her and rose his large, slightly scarred hands in mock self-defense. I apologize, Louisa. I'll do my best for you, he replied. Then, the man snorted. Ditch me? Yeah, we'll see about that, he thought, shaking his head but not saying a word in response. When she replied to his question, he nodded in understanding, then laughed a bit, turning the nodding to a simple shake. I'm afraid you have my purpose misunderstood, Louisa. I've been assigned to protect you. As long as you're life isn't threatened, whatever you do is fine by me... Grayson answered truthfully. Of course, he'll still be near her at all times not that she would know. Apparently, his stoic expression wasn't enough for her. Grayson quirked an eyebrow and sighed. Glancing at her, he upturned the corners of his mouth to give her an entirely fake, bad smile. He was capable of much better, but for now, this would work. I apologize. I'm not used to it, he lied easily.
Thread: Protection at a Cost (Lord Dakol and Sanantha)

Louisa rolled her eyes again and grumbled under her breath. Of course he seemed to be barely able to create a bad fake smile, soldier that he was he seemed to be emotionless, hard and cold which served to only grate on her nerves more. She had no idea why she was reacting this way to him and it bothered her but she pushed that internal debate aside as she tried to center her attention on Grayson. Well get used to it, She wasnt truly trying to sound spoiled or mean but she didnt care if she came off as that way. His acting like a cold perfect little soldier turned bodyguard would only serve to put her in a bad mood so she wanted him at least acting like a normal person. So what else do you need to know about me? I have to get to my dance practice within the hour. She looked around her sanctuary again and wondered again why her parents had saddled her with a bodyguard, through sixteen years shed never had a problem but now it was a necessity. Giving a big sigh she turned back to look at Grayson, And where will you be staying in the house in case I want to go somewhere and need to find you?
Thread: Protection at a Cost (Lord Dakol and Sanantha)

Pretty much it. I'll find out everything I need to in time. But... Grayson pushed himself off the tree and patted his pants, frowning slightly. No phone. Must be in my bag. Anyway, I'll give you my phone number in a bit. And I want yours, if you have a cell phone. Tightening the holster straps on his waist, he looked to Louisa. That's up to your parents, I'm afraid... he replied before waiting for her to leave so he could follow.
Thread: Protection at a Cost (Lord Dakol and Sanantha)

Alright... With a sigh Louisa stood up and brushed off her skirt hoping that nothing had stained the bottom. I take that as your cue that you want us to go so you can get your bags and get settled into a room? Shrugging she didn't even wait for an answer as she started off through the maze deliberately taking a different more twisiting and confusing route to exit the maze in the hope of confusing Grayson. Louisa realized she was being petty but she wanted Grayson to feel the same frustration as she did. Finally she led him out of the green hedges and towards the front parlor and her father's study where she figured he'd left his bags and stepped into her father's office. Daddy? Where are we supposed to house Mr. Taros? Knowing it was best to use her bodyguard's surname around her father Louisa didn't feel like his getting mad at her for being 'familiar' with the hired help again. He'd already yelled at her over talking to the maids and cooks on a first name basis and she didn't feel like enduring it all again. She heard her father mumble without looking up from his work, The room across the hall from yours, so he can keep tabs on you. Hearing his muffled answer she stepped back out into the hall to wait for Grayson fuming at the nonchalant way that her father had told her she was going to have a babysitter for all practical purposes. Tapping her foot she also debated wether to tell Grayson her phone number or to make him figure it out after she showed him to his rooms.
Thread: Protection at a Cost (Lord Dakol and Sanantha)

Grayson smirked as he walked behind Louisa, seeing that she was attempting to frustrate and confuse him. However, he had a laser focus she wouldn't lose him that easily. He quickened his pace, watching her turn the corner and listen intently for which direction she was going in. Soon they made it back to the house, where they arrived at her father's study. He folded his hands behind his back as Mr. Caldiore replied almost incoherently. Grayson spoke with him for a few moments, then appeared before. Lead the way, Louisa... he said, gesturing down the hall as he gave her the smallest, most subtle of smiles. As they went through the house, he picked up his bag at the door, silently thanking Peter before following the young woman.
Thread: Protection at a Cost (Lord Dakol and Sanantha)

Louisa ignored him as she heard his footsteps trailing after her throughout the Villa. Finding her way back to the main entrance hall and the grand staircase she led Grayson up and into the long hall full of guest rooms and finally leading down to the end, where her rooms were on the opposite side of the Villa from her parents rooms. Stopping she gestured at the door across the hall from her own as she leaned against her closed door. Your room is in there, put your stuff in while I go get changed and then you get to ride with me to my dance practice. Louisa waited for him to open the door and watched his expression to see how he liked the large almost palatial sized room that hed been given by her parents. They put you across the hall from me, so Im in here. She gestured behind her to her own door. Its because they think it will be easier for you to keep me from sneaking out this way. Giving her opinion of that with a roll of her eyes Louisa turned and opened the door to her room. Stepping into her own chambers and quickly changing into her dance leotard, before pulling sweatpants and a tank top over the form fitting one-piece outfit Louisa finished changing inside of five minutes and went back out into the hall hoping she beat Grayson changing and could run down to the car as a test to see if she could ditch him.
Thread: Protection at a Cost (Lord Dakol and Sanantha)

Grayson opened the door to his room, glancing at Louisa before looking in. His eyes widened slightly in surprise it was a larger room than he needed. Not that he was going to complain though. Walking in, he opened his bag on the large bed and took out a set of neatly-folded dress clothes, and a large knife with a black sheath, along with a few boxes of ammo. He got dressed in the black suit, tying his tie with speed and precision before he slipped his handgun into the waistband of his pants, and hooked the blade onto his lower back. Grayson tested it to see if he could reach it easily he could. However, the entire ensemble was a bit too much for his taste. It was much easier if he was wearing his other clothes. Running a hand through his hair, he heard Louisa running down the hall in attempt to beat him. He sighed and left the room, his stride quickly reaching the front door of the house, where he saw Louisa. Ready? he asked casually, grabbing the keys to the car he was going to drive before getting in and waiting for her to enter, also.
Thread: Protection at a Cost (Lord Dakol and Sanantha)

Louisa gave another huff of annoyance as Grayson strode past her and to the car. Without looking at him she took the back passenger side seat of the black sedan as if he was simply her driver. Yes I am ready, you can take me to my dance lesson now. Once again she knew she was letting him get to her, his actions driving her to act arrogant and spoiled and petty in her own right simply because she couldnt yell at him or hit him for doing his job. Occasionally she would give him directions to turn somewhere or take a different road if there was traffic or some other problem seeing as she knew the city better than he did. Other than those short bits of direction there was no conversation between them as Louisa sat staring out of her window waiting to arrive at her dance studio. The second Grayson stopped the car at the curb Louisa was out and rushing into the studio without a care about anyone else on the street calling out as she opened the door and rushed to the studio. Were here, you dont even have to get out, see Dancing was an outlet for her frustrations, one of the several she used to relax but at the same time be constructive and not destroy her life by turning to drugs or crime like she knew many others did. Stripping off her sweatpants and tank top Louisa followed the instructor as she led the class first in ballet. Later when the next class arrived Louisa did a hard driving hip hop style which relied on the sensuality of the moves and their coordination with the different dancing partners. The second class was always her favorite and she hoped that she was bothering Grayson in some way, though she wasnt entirely sure why he mattered so much.
Thread: Protection at a Cost (Lord Dakol and Sanantha)

As Grayson drove through Rome, his eyes scanned and took in the architecture. Although he was on a mission, he still had a soft spot for beautiful buildings and statues. They finally arrived, with neither speaking at first. Louisa got out, telling him that he didn't need to follow, but he knew better than that. Shaking his head, Grayson got out and followed, walking into the premises. The man leaned against the wall when the class began, and Grayson watched intently. He stayed silent as she danced, noting that she was a good dancer, but thought it was much too sensual for a girl of Louisa's age. However, it wasn't up to him of what she did, and so he continued to watch, his eyes subconsciously tracking her graceful movements.
Thread: Protection at a Cost (Lord Dakol and Sanantha)

Louisa finished the last movements of her dance and finally started to notice more than the dance floor and her dance partners. When she saw Grayson standing inside the studio watching her she flushed part embarrassment and part irritation, though she wasnt sure why she was embarrassed and wondering if he thought she was good. Trying to shake her thoughts Louisa went to get dressed pulling on her tank top and sweatpants before walking over to Grayson. Have fun? Her voice was snide as she tried to get under his skin. She simply wanted to get out of there and go back home and take a shower. Her body was sore from the workout that she got when dancing, all of the stretches and fast movement truly took the energy out of a person and it had left her all sweaty. I need a showertake me home Jeeves. Giggling at her private little joke she walked outside in front of Grayson heading to the car.
Thread: Protection at a Cost (Lord Dakol and Sanantha)

When the young woman was done with her dance, Grayson let out a soft chuckle that only he could hear. She came over, attempting to tease him. And, not wanting to play the fool, he shrugged. Eh, he mumbled noncommittally, as if he wasn't impressed. But, he was. Grayson thought she could have a future in that area. The man walked back to the car with Louisa, laughing a bit when she called him Jeeves. With a prompt nod, he replied, Right away, ma'am. Driving home was less tiring, as he was already familiar with the route, and so he got there more quickly. Grayson got out, opening the car door for Louisa and followed her inside.
Thread: Protection at a Cost (Lord Dakol and Sanantha)

Slipping back into the passenger back seat Louisa watched the city roll past her window, the different sights and monuments passing as Grayson drove back to the villa. She enjoyed the drive just as she enjoyed it nearly every day when other drivers drove her through the beautiful city. The thought of living in or near another city never crossed Louisas mind, she believed that Rome was the most beautiful thing that anyone could see. Finally when they arrived back home she left Grayson with the car and went back to her suites for her shower. Stripping from her dance clothes she stepped under the hot spray letting it wash down across her body, soothing her tired and aching muscles. Every day she did something, dancing, swimming, running that was active and exhausting. Her routine kept her in shape just as much as it kept her busy the way her parents liked it. With her busy she was out of their way, not under foot unless they wanted her around to learn something about business or management. Loosing track of time Louisa let herself zone out and enjoy the hot spray as she washed herself slowly. After what seemed to her mind only a few moments but was nearly an hour she stepped out of the water, clean and refreshed as she dried her body, putting on a fluffy bath robe before twisting her dark hair up on top of her head and settling into her window seat to think about what she would do that evening.
Thread: Protection at a Cost (Lord Dakol and Sanantha)

Soon enough, Grayson was in his guest room, sitting at the edge of the bed. His suit was folded neatly on the bed, his shoes by the door. Currently, he was only in his boxers and the tight-fitting black shirt. He held his Compact in the right hand, checking the safety and the condition of the gun. He took out the cartridge from the bottom of the grip, checking the ammunition before pushing it back up, clicking it into place. Suddenly he tensed his body and aimed at the window, looking down the sights with clear precision, narrowing his eye before pulling the trigger. It clicked. The safety was fine. He then moved onto the knife, which was laying by his side. He cleaned the edge and flipped it, twirling it once until the blade was downwards, then twirled it again, sheathing it securely. Tonight was going to be a long...
Thread: Protection at a Cost (Lord Dakol and Sanantha)

Finally it was late night and it seemed Grayson hadn't come to bother her even after she had skipped dinner snacking on the junk food that she'd stored in her room while she watched TV and read for her schoolwork. The moon was full overhead when Louisa decided the time was right for her to sneak out and proceeded to do so. Donning her club clothes, a tight form fitting short crimson velvet dress that hugged every curve of her body and stopped at her upper thighs was the main portion of her outfit. Pulling on a pair of mid-calf black platform boots that zipped on the side with decorative buckles across the front. Grabbing a Jacket she pulled it on and opened her window, sliding out onto the trellis and climbing down to the ground level and taking off across the villa's ground and to the nearest major road. She knew that her friends would be waiting about half a kilometer away and she could be there in five minutes if she walked quickly. Ready for a night on the town Louisa was determined to reach her friends quickly so that she could let off some steam with a good party, dancing, and some drinking. Afterall she only had afternoon classes the next day with her swim team practices in the morning.
Thread: Protection at a Cost (Lord Dakol and Sanantha)

Meanwhile, Grayson tossed his knife and hand gun to the nightside, ready to get some shut-eye while he could. But he heard a noise. Within a second he brought out his weapon, steadying it quickly while he moved towards the window. Leaning against the glass, he saw someone moving down the trellis. But, when he realized that it was Louisa, Grayson sighed and chuckled. Think you can pull one over on me, eh..? he muttered, striding over to get dressed in his casual, putting on his cargo pants and snapping the holster of his gun and blade against his hip and lower back. He then grabbed his cell phone, walking calmly down the hall until he got to the front door just as she left his field of vision. Grayson climbed into the car, not turning on the lights and began to drive, following Louisa carefully without getting noticed. He assumed that she was going to meet some friends, and he was right. She greeted them and left in a car, driving down the road towards Rome. Scoffing, Grayson followed them into the city until they arrived at a club. Stopping the car, he watched to see where they would go.
Thread: Protection at a Cost (Lord Dakol and Sanantha)

Finally they had reached the club and Louisa's friend got them inside. Apparently his cousin was a doorman and so her and the small group of girls that had decided to go out all slid through the door and into the warm club. The first things that registered to Louisa were the heat and the pounding thumping music which she could feel vibrating through the air and every solid surface that she touched. Her face breaking out into a grin she watched as her group of friends scattered heading for different points, she knew what table they would be at anyways and so she headed for the bar. Though she was underage the club was an eighteen and over club, so simply because you were inside it was assumed you were of legal age to drink and thats exactly what Louisa set out to do. Ordering several mixed drinks and a few shots she felt herself getting drunk as she waited at the bar, and as soon as the warm tingling buzz coursed through her she headed for the dance floor throwing herself into a group of boys and girls where she recognized two of her friends dancing. The second she stepped into the teeming mass she felt someone's hands grab her hips grinding onto her from behind and she chose to let herself go, grinding back rhythmically to the music.
Thread: Protection at a Cost (Lord Dakol and Sanantha)

Grayson crossed his arms and watched as Louisa walked into the club without trouble. He sighed, Security is fuckin' lax, isn't it? he thought to himself before getting out of the car, locking it securely before he checked his equipment. He decided to hide his gun and knife a bit better, and tossed the holster into the car, sliding the Compact in the back of his pants, covering it with his shirt. As for the knife, he strapped it under his arm, where it couldn't be seen. Once he was done, Grayson walked across the street and came to the bouncer. ID? the man asked. Grayson nodded and slipped out his wallet, showing his identification before being let in. The noise and warmth of the club reminded the older man of his days in Russia, when he went undercover for a high-ranking gangster before his untimely death. Walking to the bar, he ordered a glass of vodka before glancing around, scanning the area before he saw Louisa dancing. He narrowed his eyes at the close-distance and grinding, but did nothing. He wasn't here to interrupt her fun only to protect. Once the glass arrived, he paid the bartender before vanishing into the crowd, finding a good vantage point where she couldn't see him.
Thread: Year One (A Goddess and a Lord)

Daniel Monroe dreaded school. No, it wasn't the classes, the teachers, or the work he did fine with those. But it was with everything else. Apparently being sexually active was a must nowadays, the start of his sophomore year at the age of fifteen was no different. There was a significant amount of pressure upon him to lose his virginity, and it consequently made him withdrawn and an outcast. So no, he wasn't looking forward to another year of it all. Hopping off the bus, Daniel yanked his backpack on by one shoulder, creasing the white dress shirt he wore, along with a black tie and matched with black slacks, as his mother wanted him to look his best for school. He couldn't wait until he was able to wear more casual clothing, despite the school having a loose uniform dress code. His dark brown hair was slightly ruffled - as he attempted to catch some-eye on the bus -, falling around his equally-brown eyes. The frame of Daniel's body wasn't really athletic sure, he could get around easily enough, but you wouldn't see him participating in any sports. Hey Daniel, a friend of his called out to him, where the young man waved back as he walked to the cafeteria to get something to eat before class started. However, he wasn't clued in on the fact that he was about to late so, just as he began to eat his packaged cereal, the bell rang. Oh, crap! he exclaimed, eating as fast as possible before darting out of the building to rush to his first class, forgetting to get a hall pass from the office as he ran into the class, just after the bell rang again. S-Sorry I'm late... Daniel breathed, huffing tiredly as he placed his hands on his knees, taking a deep breath before looking up. A ripple of laughs and snickers appeared in the class, causing Daniel to redden slightly. He looked at the teacher, gulping silently.
Thread: Year One (A Goddess and a Lord)

A few taps were heard in the blackboard, the metal pointer making a subtle but nonetheless strong enough sound to calm the laughter, even if not stop it. Settle down students, settle down, a soft but firm voice said from behind the desk. The teacher was young, with a mere 3 years teaching here, but had a natural gift for it. With calm words and a firm posture, she had managed the perfect balance between accommodating and strict. She had her blonde hair in a bob, which framed her red glasses, and wore only a bit of makeup to emphasize her kind blue eyes and small lips, bringing a natural, rosy color to her skin. Her figure called many a boys' attention, her breasts noticeably large even beneath the loose-fitting suit, and her waist so small fabric tended to bundle up there. Her hips were motherly, and even her ass could be seen as perfectly shaped beneath that knee-length pencil skirt, her satin-covered legs perfect down to her short, elegant boots. She was the teacher of every young man's fantasy, yet didn't seem to pay that any attention. Welcome to class, young man, she said, turning to Daniel, her metal pointer signaling towards an empty seat. I take it you are Daniel Monroe, and that should be your seat. I've organized you alphabetically until I learn your names. She waited for him to walk to his seat. I am Miss Erin Radford, your homeroom teacher. Lets please try to get along this year.And with those words her classes started, talking about life and her expectations for the class.
Thread: Year One (A Goddess and a Lord)

Daniel was in a bit of a shock, his eyes widening momentarily Erin Radford? Wasn't she the one who was basically the subject of the fantasy every male - and sometimes female - student in school? He had totally forgotten that he was getting into this class! She was absolutely gorgeous the clothes she wore to hide the obviously great figure seemed to tease thoughts. Absentmindedly, he instantly wondered what she would look like naked. Realizing this, he sighed and shook his head, blushing slightly. Um, y-yes ma'am... he said, rushing down the seat aisle to get to his seat. But, along the way, his foot accidentally caught a loose tile, and lost his balance. Oh . . . crap! he thought. However, he luckily caught hold of the nearest desk before he fell all the way and quickly pulled himself. He looked around, an even brighter shade of red on his face. I'm all right. I'm good, he said nervously before taking his seat. Once class started, Daniel silently took notes, listening intently as he chewed on the end of his pen. Fortunately, he was able to divide attention to Miss Radford's words and the luscious and somewhat dirty thoughts that occurred in his head.