Chapter 3 .3

Eros pace back and forth in her room. She did called, Kyle and ask him to have the bodyguard change. But Kyle refuse and end the call.

She was furious not only because Kyle refuse to fire Weston but also because she had to be the one unpacking all her things.

Eros grow up like a princess, she never fold her clothes or clean her room. But all of a sudden she's the one that's going to be cleaning a whole villa.

Eros walk out to the balcony. Her room have a perfect view of the sea. She close her eyes as the breeze brush against her face.

"Pretty isn't it?" The form and deep voice ask.

Eros eyes snap open. She look down and saw Weston. He was leaning against the wall right beside her balcony, have a smoke. Eros notice him wearing a casual t-shit and black shorts.

"Are you even a bodyguard?" Eros ask. Answering Weston with a question.

Eros wasn't stupid. Weston is a handsome man but he is also rude. Seeing him wearing casual clothes made her want to drool over him.

Weston move the cigar from between his lips and chuckle. "Did you get your father to fire me?"

Eros roll her eyes, "isn't it obvious, you're still here."

Kyle couldn't fire Weston even if he wanted. In three months Weston will leave. Even if he wants or don't wants to marry Eros, he still have to.

"You should be please that my daddy has taking a liking to you," Eros smirk.

Weston put out the cigar and stare up at Eros with a smirk of his own. "A 23 year old woman still calling her father daddy is something."

"Escuse me?" Eros glare down at him, "My age doesn't matter." Why does everyone alway bringing her age into everything she isn't old.

"I'm just saying. One of these days you'll be in a bed calling someone else daddy," Weston wink at her.

Eros face turn red. What the hell. "Weston I swear I'll get you fire, mark my words." She turn around and walk back into her room. Still blushing.

*****

In a cafe, a blonde hair young woman gazing at the brunette hair woman and man in front of her. Her thoughts was all over the place. 'Why was Eros with a man that's not her boyfriend.'

Cleo, Eros best friend, had invited Eros to go shopping and decide to wait for her in a cafe close to the mall. But she didn't expect to see Eros with a handsome man.

"Eros, who's this?" Cloe ask. She ask Eros but her eyes was on Weston the entire time.

Eros glance at Weston who decide to make an order. "He's my bodyguard." She answer truthly. Eros saw no need to lie to her friend.

Cleo was confuse. Weston is Eros bodyguard. He didn't look or act like a bodyguard. Which bodyguard sit next to the person they suppose to protect not to mention wear something so casual and not a black tux.

"Are you sure?" Cleo ask.

Eros nod.

Cleo tuck a strand of her blonde hair behind her ear. Good, since the attractive man is only Eros bodyguard, she can have him.

"Mr. Umm," Cleo start. She wanted to start a conversation with Weston. But didn't know his name.

Weston turn his gaze to her. His almond shape blue eyes made her shiver.

"Weston," he answer and look away

Cleo bit her lips even his voice is sexy. "Mr. Weston, are you from New York?"

Weston give a nod. Why is this woman talking to him. He look at Eros to find her gazing down at her phone. He frown.

"Mr. Weston, may I ask how old are you?" Cleo ask.

Weston face was expressionless but Cleo didn't care. She wanted this Greek God, looking man.

"I'm 30," Weston answer.

Eros look up from her phone and stare at him, "you're 30?" She ask surprise.

Weston raise a brow, "is that so hard to believe?"

"Yes." Eros answer, "you look like you're around 25 or 26."

"30? Are you married?" Cleo ask her face wore a calm expression but her eyes show a completely different emotion.

Eros gaze at Cleo with a frown. " Cleo, why are you asking him these question?"

Cleo, gaze at her friend with an innocent smile," Eros, I'm only curious." Cleo turn to Weston, "Mr. Weston you're not bother by me asking you questions, right?"

Weston glance at Eros from the corner of his eyes. Eros was to busy glaring at Cleo to notice. His lips crawl upward.

"Nah, I don't mind," Weston say his arms cross over his chest. "As for your question, I'm not married."

His answer made Cleo eyes lit up. Cleo's good at not showing any sort of emotion on her face. She want people to view her as a calm, selfrespect woman. But she's not a pro at hiding her emotions. Her eyes always shown the emotion she doesn't want to show.

Eros grimace at the sight of, Cleo trying to ask Weston out. She stare down at her phone. She been waiting for hours for Shane her boyfriend to call or even text.

"Here," Weston say.

Eros look up and saw Weston holding out a cup of coffee to her.

"It's espresso," Weston say after seeing that Eros wasn't taking the coffee and just stare at it.

Eros took it from him, "thank you." Espresso is her favorite but how did he know that.

Weston smile, and put a plate that have on four doughnut in front of Eros. "Eat up."

Cleo stare at them. The scene in front of her would make anyone believe that Weston and Eros was a couple. The thought of that made her clench her fist. She wouldn't let Eros have Weston, Weston will be hers.

Cleo excuse herself, saying she needed to use the restroom. She turn to the corner of the restroom. Cleo took out her phone and snap a picture of Eros and Weston.

She then send the picture to Shane with a text.

'Look like your pretty little piggy bank would be snatch away." She send him the address so he can come.

Cleo smirk. She know Shane wouldn't let Eros be snatch away by another man. After all if she go, then his money will go too.