#Chapter 205: …But Satisfaction Brought It Back

Edrick

With an exasperated sigh, I picked up my phone to call my chief security officer.

“Afternoon, Mr. Morgan,” he said when he answered. “Everything alright?”

“Yes,” I replied. “But I need a favor. Do you have any female bodyguards you could send over for an interview?”

The chief security officer paused for a moment, thinking. “I do,” he replied. “I can send them over tomorrow. Is there anything you need them for specifically?”

I sighed again, thinking back on the incident with Moana and the male bodyguard that I had assigned to her. She clearly felt uncomfortable with him, and it was obvious that the other teachers and students were uncomfortable as well. All I wanted was for Moana to be protected, but it wasn’t going to help any if she kept pushing away the bodyguards.

“I need someone who can work closely with my… fiancee,” I replied, still feeling strange about referring to Moana as that. Even though we had marked each other and had become a lot more affectionate since it had happened, we were still technically not in any sort of official relationship. At least, we hadn’t talked about it yet. “She needs someone who can be helpful with kids, and someone who’s easy to get along with but who will also provide good protection. Do you have anyone like that?”

a few more moments, the security officer paused. I could hear him typing on a keyboard on the other end, like he was looking something up. After a little while longer, he finally said,

is it?”

name is Katherine,” he replied. “She’s twenty-eight, has experience working on one-on-one jobs in family settings, and

over to the penthouse tomorrow,”

more comfortable. Not only that, but maybe I could finally rest easy during the day knowing that Moana had an

bodyguard, per se, but I needed her to understand why it was so important for her to

the apartment, she immediately sent Ella off to her room to play before grabbing me by the arm and pulling me unceremoniously into my study. When the door was

on my every move. Yesterday, he mistook another red-haired teacher

feel comfortable with you and Ella returning to

think that I would know if I was

for the first time as children, in a

she finally said quietly. “I get it… I get that I’m just a late bloomer

eyebrows, shocked at this sudden use of words. “What

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