PLEASE HOLD ME TIGHTLY

Kia Strey's world spun out of control. Daniel, her bodyguard, grasped her firmly, steadying her wobbly legs in the Grand Bellagio Hotel's opulent hallway.

Soft carpet and gleaming chandeliers blurred together, a kaleidoscope of luxury and despair. Her dark hair cascaded down her pale cheeks, flushed from the wine's devastating effects.

"Why?"

Kia's slurred words tumbled out in anguish. Her fists flailed against Daniel's chest like a wounded bird.

"Why did he throw away our love for Tana?"

Tears spilled down her flushed cheeks as her body trembled, sobs racking her frame. Daniel's face remained impassive, his eyes fixed on hers without emotion.

He swept Kia into his arms, her fierce struggles meeting his unyielding grip.

"Let go of me!" she yelled, reckless in her intoxication.

Daniel's stern warning glare silenced her momentarily. "If you keep moving, there will be dire consequences," he said,

his voice devoid of emotion.

Kia's innocent frown briefly captivated Daniel, but he remained unmoved. He opened the door, entered, and shut it with his leg. The soft click and muted thud echoed through the room.

Her struggles resumed, fueled by indignation. "You...how dare you! I'm your master. How dare you say that to me!" she yelled.

Daniel laid her on the bed, his movements sparking a startled yelp. Her weighty fall left her breathless.Not waiting for her to settle herself, he turned, shedding his blazer as he walked towards the bathroom with silent, purposeful steps.

The luxurious room, adorned with lavish furnishings and intimate touches, seemed to fade into the background as he moved.

He tossed the blazer and earpiece across the room, the soft thud of the fabric and the glint of metal echoing through the space.

As Daniel entered the bathroom, Kia's gaze drifted after him, and her breath caught in her throat. The image of his well-built body, framed by the doorway, left her momentarily speechless, her mouth hanging agape

As the door closed, Kia's gaze remained fixed on it, lost in thought. She slowly came back to her senses, realizing the door was shut. Ordinarily, she was a skilled drinker; a bottle of wine wouldn't easily intoxicate her. But today was different. Her heart was shattered, and the wine had become her escape, drowning her sorrows.

Sitting frozen on the bed, Kia's eyes locked onto the bathroom door. Memories began to replay like a movie in her mind - vivid, fresh, and unbearable. They lingered, haunting her like an open wound or a recurring nightmare.

Unknowingly, tears blurred her gaze once again, wetting her face - a face that embodied a dangerous beauty, tempting everyone unknowingly with its innocent allure. Her porcelain skin, now flushed with sorrow, seemed to glow in the soft lamplight. Full lips, once inviting smiles, now trembled with each sob. Her almond-shaped eyes, fringed with thick lashes, shone like dark pools of vulnerability.

As the tears streamed down her cheeks, Kia felt their warmth and could only collapse onto the bed, her body wracked with a loud, painful sigh. The sound echoed through the room, a heartbreaking expression of her shattered soul.

The luxurious bed, once a haven of comfort, now felt like a cold, empty space. Kia's slender fingers curled into fists, clutching the plush duvet as if searching for solace. Her raven-black hair spilled across the pillow, framing her anguished face.

She remained motionless for a while, until the bathroom door creaked open with a faint squeak, shattering the silence. The sudden sound startled her to sit up with a jolt, her gaze snapping towards the doorway.

Her eyes widened as they landed on Daniel's imposing figure, his rugged physique now fully revealed. His broad shoulders and chiseled chest seemed to fill the doorway, accentuated by the soft glow of the lamp behind him. A faint droplet of water clung to his collarbone, drawing her attention.

Kia's expression transformed in an instant - her eyebrows furrowed, lips pursed, and eyes narrowing into guarded slits. Her face, once vulnerable, now wore a mask of caution, shielding her emotions.

Kia swiftly masked her vulnerability, reverting to her signature spoilt brat demeanor - polished, yet detached. Her gaze locked onto Daniel's, and she rose from the bed, gliding towards him with fluid elegance.

"You," she asked, her voice husky and inquiring, "do you know what hurts the most?"

Daniel's expression remained impassive, his silence a palpable force.

Undeterred, Kia's hands slipped around his neck, her arms wrapping around him with a familiarity that belied their formal relationship. Her body molded against his, sending a spark of electricity through the air.

As she gazed up at Daniel, Kia's thoughts betrayed her. His rugged beauty, once invisible to her, now captivated her senses. The soft glow of the lamp danced across his features, illuminating sharp planes, piercing eyes, and a chiseled jawline.

Memories resurfaced - girls complimenting Daniel's manly features during school trips, his silent strength commanding attention. Yet, she had never acknowledged his allure, bound by her commitment to Zack.

But now, Kia's curiosity stirred, driven by a newfound awareness. She had always been a girl to fulfill her heart and mind's wishes, and this urge to explore Daniel's hidden charm proved irresistible.

"At this moment, you could be the antidote to my pain," Kia whispered, her voice husky and vulnerable. With a sudden surge of boldness, she hastily pulled Daniel into a kiss.

But Daniel dodged, his reflexes swift, and Kia's lips grazed his Adam's apple instead. The brief contact sent shivers down his spine.

"You want to use me," Daniel asked, his voice calm yet laced with darkness, his eyes narrowing.

Kia's gaze met his, innocence and seduction intertwined. "Guess," she teased, her lips curling into a captivating smile.

A playful giggle escaped her lips, a melodic sound that would make any man succumb to her charm.

Daniel's gaze remained steadfast, his expression unyielding. "Little thing," he murmured, his voice low and husky, as he gently tugged on her hair, tilting her head back.

"You're playing with fire," he warned, his tone dark and cautionary.

Kia's eyes sparkled with mischief. Her finger traced the sharp contours of Daniel's jawline, gliding smoothly to the base of his neck. "I need some fill-up," she whispered, her smile playful and provocative."Am not a gentleman, little rabbit, but a bad wolf," Daniel growled, his voice low and husky. "And just because you're the president's daughter, it doesn't mean I won't touch you."

Kia giggled, her breath dancing across Daniel's skin as she brought her head closer to his jaw. "Have you always admired me?" she whispered in his ear, her voice laced with curiosity.

Daniel's gaze locked onto hers, his eyes emotionless but cunning. "No," he murmured, his thumb tracing the soft, pink curve of her lips. "But I have always wanted to achieve a goal."

With a swift, fluid motion, Daniel laid Kia on the bed, his body covering hers. His gaze darkened, intensifying the tension.

"What is that?" Kia asked, her voice barely above a whisper, her lips pouting.

"D.Y.," Daniel whispered, his breath mingling with hers.

Without another word, Daniel's lips claimed Kia's, his kiss deep and fiery, igniting a passion that forgave no innocence.Kia's eyelids fluttered shut as Daniel's hand glided into her crimson evening dress, his fingers tracing the soft skin of her inner thighs. A shiver coursed through her body, yet she pulled him closer, her nails digging into his broad shoulders.

Kia knew the consequences of her actions, but heartbreak had left her reeling. Zack's betrayal still lingered, an open wound. Desperate for solace, she surrendered to Daniel's caress, craving oblivion.

Daniel's touch ignited a world of pleasure, and for an instant, Kia forgot. As they moved in perfect sync, a tear rolled down her cheek. She followed Daniel's rhythm, pulling him deeper.

Their bodies entwined, the sounds of passion filled the air.