THE GIRL [EPISODE6]

Episode 6
She was marvelous in
bed, an expert in every
position. I was shocked
how she often brought
me to the edge of
ecstasy. She knew how
to turn a man on, the
pleasure points that
drove a man crazy.
D--n! How did she
learn all of that?
“To the office Sir?”
Donovan’s voice brought
me back to the present.
“Yup.” I leaned back on
the passenger seat,
feeling lightheaded.
Hmm, that was a
delicious espresso, in
fact, the most delicious
espresso that I’ve ever
tasted.
I spotted the coffee
shop earlier on our way
to the office when I
had a sudden urge to
drink another cup of
coffee. I blamed my
hangover for it, it was
killing me. My head
throbbed and I had red
blood shot eyes.
“We’ll drop by again in
that coffee shop
tomorrow.”
“Yes Sir.” I saw Donovan
smile through my
peripheral vision. I bet
he enjoyed his coffee
too.
Donovan was in his
early forties, once a
kickboxing champion
and undergone
Executive Protection
and Bodyguard Training.
He was more than just
my driver-bodyguard.
Their family had been
working in our mansion,
ever since. He was
often hanging out with
me when I was a kid,
and he was a teenager
at that time. We got
along very well. I
treated him like my
older brother.
Aside from my best
friend, Iñigo Monteiro,
Donovan knew the real
me. Sometimes, more
than my family did. He
was the first one to
know that I was bullied
in school when I was in
4th grade. The other
kids bullied me because
I was the richest kid in
school, the heir of a
multi-billion company,
properties and assets.
Besides, I looked like a
walking stick before, so
tall and thin.
Donovan often saw me
cry in our house’s
basement. I became
miserable and didn’t
want to go to school
because of the bullying.
I even started hating
my family and myself
for being born rich.
One Saturday
afternoon, when my
parents had their
vacation in Hawaii,
Donovan taught me
kickboxing. He showed
me how to kick, punch
and practice self-
defense. I started
enjoying the sport a lot.
I was so determined to
learn and master the
sport. Eventually, it
helped me to become
strong and gained
weight. Since then, he
had given me intensive
training every weekend,
and most oftentimes
with my best friend,
Iñigo.
I started gaining
confidence in school. I
knew I could beat every
boy in my class. Some
of them still bullied me,
but I promised to
Donovan not to use
what I learned in
kickboxing, unless
someone started it for
me. But when the
leader of the group,
Dexter, who often
bullied me kicked my
a-s so hard, I lost my
patience. I immediately
grabbed his shirt and
punched his face so
hard. He was instantly
knocked down and
scrambling up from the
ground. He attempted
to punch me back, but I
was so quick in kicking
his face. His mouth bled
and his nose was
broken.
Since that day, the
bullying stopped.
Everyone feared of
crossing with me. They
were scared of making
me angry. But, on that
day, I was brought to
the principal’s office, as
well as my parents. My
classmates testified
that I was often bullied
by Dexter, so, in the
end, I got our principal’s
sympathy, and forgave
me for what I did.
When I became a
teenager, Donovan was
with me when I fought
to become stupidly
independent. He saw
me getting so drunk in
the bar with my
friends, tried a drug, did
meaningless s-x with
someone, going to strip
clubs, etc. He still saw
me getting vulnerable
sometimes. He knew
every time I messed up
and helped me get out
of such mess.
As I grew up, he taught
me a lot of things.
Things that would
make my family freak
out. He taught me what
he learned in Bodyguard
and Security Training
School. I mastered
assembling different
types of rifles and
weapon tactics,
assembling and
dismantling bombs, etc.
He was my partner in
crime, my buddy and
my friend. We raced
cars and motorbike in
maximum speed. We did
dangerous sports, like
volcano bungee jumping,
Heli-skiing, high wave
surfing, mysterious
cave diving, etc. We
were both the same,
adventurous and
fearless.