Be Protected

When it was 12:15 p.m, Bryana and Monica along with company officials came out of the meeting room. They walked into their respective rooms and some went straight out via the elevator to the ground floor to go to the cafeteria or have lunch elsewhere.

Bryana and Monica along with Dean, who always followed, entered a special elevator for company owners to the ground floor.

"What time is my meeting with Mr. Carlos, Monica?" Bryana asked.

"At two in the afternoon, Mrs," Monica replied.

After hearing Monica's answer, Bryana was unfazed again waiting for the elevator to arrive on the ground floor. Now and then she glanced at Dean who had been silent for a thousand languages ​​and kept staring forward.

'I was with a statue,' Bryana thought.

Arriving on the ground floor, Bryana was followed by Dean walking towards the parking lot. Meanwhile, Monica chose to go to the cafeteria, to have lunch with other employees.

"Where are we going, Ma'am?" asked Dean as he focused on driving, occasionally he saw Bryana from the glass above.

"To cafe Alexandria," Bryana replied as she looked at her cell phone.

Dean was unmoved again after hearing Bryana's answer. When crossing the street was not too crowded, he suddenly felt that someone was following him. seen from the rearview mirror, there was a car and a motorbike with a muscular, flat-faced driver with an expression as if he wanted to pounce on him.

"Ma'an, you better tighten your seat belt," said Dean.

"Huh! What the hell?" Bryana asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Someone's following us," replied Dean casually.

Bryana immediately rounded her eyes, then looked back. She stared in horror at the two men who were riding motorbikes about to chase her car. "Gosh, Dean. Are we done for, they're so creepy?"

"I suggest that you quickly put on your seat belt, Ma'am, we try to drive them away," said Dean.

Bryana quickly tightened the seat belt, while Dean accelerated the sports car. he chased the cars and motorbikes behind him for a few moments while nudging them.

Until a few moments, the action of the chase took place. Dean managed to make two motorbikes chasing him fall and bounce to the side of the road, while the car that was still chasing him got closer and closer.

Dean drove the sports car faster, so that Bryana, who was in the passenger seat, was terrified by holding on tightly and occasionally looking back.

"Oh God, they're still chase us, Dean."

"Calm yourself down, Ma'am. everything will be fine," said Dean casually and still in his formal language.

Because he was constantly being chased and there were no shortcuts to drive him away, Dean finally stopped the sports car to the side of a less crowded road.

"Dean, why did you stop?" Bryana asked in surprise, she glanced at the car that had been chasing her. the left was already in front of her car.

"You just wait, don't get out if I haven't deterred them," Dean shouted, then immediately got out of the car.

"God, he's going to fight them," Bryana muttered as she looked at Dean who was walking casually, even putting his hands in his pockets.

"What do you want, why are you chasing me?" asked Dean.

"You better hand over the woman who was in the car, because if you don't hand her over, we'll kill you!" said one of the men with a grim face. The three men beside him also nodded glancing at Dean as if signaling to just give up.

"Then, finish me first if you want to take her!" replied Dean.

"Your history is over!"

The four well-built men started beating Dean. Deftly, Dean parried every punch or kick from them by returning to them.

From the car, Bryana was worried that Dean would lose, because he fought the four people who looked scary. Occasionally her car became the focus of people who collapsed because of Dean's punches and kicks. The young widow saw how tough her body was, it almost made the four of them collapse one by one.

Bugghhh ... bughhh

'He's so great, his body is sexy,' she thought. In that tense moment, Bryana still had time to admire the sexiness of Dean's body, which was covered by many people to compete in bed.

After a few minutes Dean managed to make the four people with a grim, arrogant face fell in front of him. they grimaced in pain while holding the parts of his body that hurt from Dean's beating.

Dean immediately got back to the car and drove it to the cafe Alexandria as Bryana had requested.

"Aren't you hurt at all, Dean?" Bryana asked.

"No," said Dean.

After five minutes of traveling, Dean and Bryana arrived at the cafe Alexandria. They immediately got down and entered the cafe, which was not too crowded. Of course, because the price written on the food menu list poster is very expensive. The cafe has a romantic nuance with lots of poems and poetry written about love on the walls and there are roses on every table.

"Just sit there." Bryana pointed to a chair located in the very corner near a picture of a couple hugging each other.

"I'm just outside." Dean stopped in his tracks.

Bryana sighed, glanced at Dean who was again refusing her invitation. "Are you afraid to pay dearly? The problem of the cost of food is already covered by me!"

"But I don't usually eat here, Ma'am."

Bryana glanced at Dean who looked annoying while being humble because she didn't like it. Finally, she forcibly pulled the bodyguard towards the seat she had chosen earlier.

"Maybe I have to pull your heavy body a lot, Dean!" Bryana said curtly, then sat Dean down on the chair.

When he was seated, Bryana immediately ordered food which was immediately noted by the neat-looking male waiter wearing black basic pants combined with a white shirt and wearing a bow tie.

"I ordered two steaks and a bottle of wine of the highest quality," said Bryana.

"Yes, Ma, am." replied the waiter.

The waiter immediately went to the back of the cafe.

Bryana watched Dean who was just silently staring outside the profound meaning in each sentence.

___ first love is amazing, but the last love is he a perfect____

___ if you have the sweetest dream, I want to be a part of it ___

___ don't struggle to find love, let love find you___

___ I love you is not enough to describe my feelings for you___

Bryana's gaze diverted to the back of Dean's hand, which was blistered and slightly bleeding, maybe it was because he hit those people with all his might.

"Geez, Dean. your hand was injured. So you said you weren't hurt at all?" Bryana is increasingly annoyed and feels sore if she becomes Dean's hand.

"It is only a minor wound, Ma'am. It's okay."

Bryana sighed, then got out of the chair with her car keys. "You wait here a moment," she exclaimed.

Bryana returns to the car to get a first aid kit, she wants to treat Dean's injured hand from fighting the criminal who could have injured her.