Thread: 17 Years Later. A New Dark Romance (sispuppet & LaBellaMia)

The three adults sit quietly as the teen storms off, the slammed door echoing through the hall. Alex sighs. As Caitlin gets up, he takes her hand, encouraging his wife to go back to her seat. Don't worry about her Andrew. I'm sure she'll come around. He stands up, giving his wife a kiss on the cheek and whispering something to her, his hand brushing against a beautiful choker on her neck. She nods and leaves as Alex walks over to the bodyguard. I'll give you a tour before dinner. As the two walk around, Andrew can't help but be surprised at how easygoing the older gentleman seems. His staff all appear happy, and he even has Andrew join him in the dining room with his wife for dinner, though Rhia seems to have decided to skip it. Andrew' head lays against the wall. The four poster bed was large and more comfortable than any mattress he had ever slept on before. Still, being in a house like this just felt so unreal that he found it disconcerting. The one request he had made for his room preparations were that the bed be pushed against the wall shared with his charge's room. Next to it was the door that gave direct entrance to Rhia's room, which he was only ever to use during times of emergency. He sits up as the sound of movement from the other room catches his attention. When the teenager's door opens, Andrew gets up to move. He walks silently, following along from a distance. The one time he pauses is in front of the room for Mr. Jacobs and his wife. Andrew hears something that sounds like a cry of pain, and he's about to see if they're okay before the unmistakable sound of pleasure makes his cheeks flush red. Well, that at least confirms one way his employer stayed fit. Andrew didn't exactly have bad luck with ladies himself, but it was certainly something to be envious of to have this kind of relationship going on so long, especially since the age difference had a fair number of rumors spread around about the both of them. he even remembered one tabloid article claiming the two were actually father and daughter. Andrew doesn't have a chance to dwell for long though when he sees Rhiannon moving down the stairs. Andrew lets out a sigh of relief as he realizes the girl was just going into the kitchen. He wants until she finishes making her sandwich before he lets his presence be known. Good evening Ms. Jacobs. He says as he walks in. The girl jumps in surprise, but he pretends not to notice that. Or the way her breasts bounced when she moved. Clearly the scene he walked past had him worked up a bit. He grabs the cold cuts to make himself a sandwich. Despite the large dinner Andrew had, there's still room for more. There were a few buffets that had warning signs put in place for him because of his appetite. As he's making the sandwich, one a good deal larger than the girl's own, he notices her staring at him. It takes the man a moment to realize why. In his rush to follow her, he had left the room with only the clothes he slept in, namely, his boxers. The man's bulging muscles were on full display, along with the scar along the right side of his ribs, and the tattoo on his left arm of his unit number stylized as a linked chain going all the way around. Sorry maam. He tells her, apologizing quickly. I heard you get up, and I just wanted to make sure you were uh, I should go get dressed.