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I hasten to regain possession of my clothes, leaving my neck uncovered, despite that bastard bodyguard 'threatened' me to do it.

He hit me in the face not to show my chest anymore because it sucks him, and even though I tried to avoid

thinking about it, his words repeat constantly over and over again in my head.

I go through the huge gym without even saying hello to the photographer, too focused and distracted by

the conversation with his aide.

I close my eyes for a moment and try to regulate my breathing, while I think of some meaningful phrases to tell Edward to explain how it went since I'm sure he'll ask me about it.

I smirk when I catch a glimpse of him inside the office we left almost five hours ago,

so focused on the papers on which he writes that his cheeks are colored of a cute red that makes him

adorable.

I start walking without even realizing it and so enthusiastic that I don't look around and don't realize

James's presence in front of the glass door.

As soon as I reach out and knock on the door, the bodyguard steps sideways and positions himself

in front of me in his full height, preventing me from looking beyond his pumped body.

I jump for the surprise and force myself to raise my head, but when I realize it's just James

I relax and roll my eyes.

"Move!" - I say between my teeth without thinking twice, even though I had planned not to say a word to him for the rest of my life.

He crosses his arms over his chest following my words, raising an eyebrow with arrogance.

"Edward didn't warn me to receive visitors at this hour." - he says with a sickening calm, pretending to

be a good bodyguard when he really just wants to bother me and ruin my day.

"You were there when he invited me to his office." - I complain in a cold tone, lengthening both

my arms in its direction to move his body away from the handle, but without being able to move it one

thousandth of a millimeter.

When I realize that I am wasting my strength in vain the more rational part of me suggests to give up and call Edward directly with my phone, who surely hasn't realized yet

that I'm a few meters from him, arguing with his damn bodyguard.

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