ROMANCE: Mr. Mystery: (New Adult Bad Boy Romance) (Contemporary Mystery Short Stories)
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“C’mon the sun’s coming up. We should sleep.” He said softly as he covered her with the blanket. She looked at him before cuddling against his chest. As she did the exhaustion of the day’s events took hold and she fell asleep. Brad took a moment to look down at her before falling asleep as well.
Chapter 5
The next morning Brad woke up to find Kiley answering some texts on her phone. He looked over at the screen.
“Who’s that?” He asked.
“It’s just my dad. He wants to know where I am. My bodyguards are mad because I ditched them.” Brad looked at her surprised.
“You have bodyguards?” She nodded.
“My dad is wealthy and its always a precaution he has taken, annoying as it is I can see why they would come in handy now,” she explained. He nodded his head.
It was hard to fathom such a situation.
“Hey, when is your next fight?” She asked, seriously.
“Tonight, why?” He looked at her as he sat up, getting dressed. She frowned a bit as she watched him cover his body with clothes.
“I want to go.” Brad shook his head, but Kiley gave him puppy dog eyes. She pleaded with him, begging him to let her go with him.
“Why do you want to go so bad?” He asked her, exasperated.
“I have been sheltered from this sort of thing all my life. I want to see it. I’m curious.” He looked into her eyes and sighed. He wanted to tell her no. He knew it was the right thing to do but as he looked into her eyes he felt himself succumbing to her gaze. He couldn’t tell her no.
“Fine.”
She squealed in delight. She jumped out of bed and hugged him, still naked. He blushed deeply as he felt her bare chest press against his. He felt her hard nipples rub against his skin. He blushed darkly before leaning down and kissing her. As he felt her come onto him again he slowly pushed her away.
She pouted at him. “Sorry,” he said looking at her. “I’m not used to it. I’ve been single for a long time and my last relationship didn’t go so well so if I seem a little standoffish I am sorry.” Kiley sighed as she looked at him.
“I’m sorry,” she whispered softly. She usually got angry at excuses like this but for once she felt pity for someone. She could see the sadness in his eyes.
She watched him now as he walked over to a drawer and pulled out a pair of girl’s jeans and a t-shirt. “My ex left these here. I hope they fit.” He said plainly. Kiley hesitated before taking them. She had nothing else to wear. She got dressed and looked in the mirror.
“Not really my style but… if this is all you got…” She shrugged and looked at him as he got ready for his fight. He put on sweat pants and a tight undershirt. She smirked as she watched the fabric cling to his body. She bit her lip as her mind wandered to their night together. She could feel herself get excited once more.
“C’mon let’s go.”
***
The underground was buzzing with excitement. There were men everywhere flinging around money as they made bets on some of the fighters.
“I want you to stay in sight okay?” He looked at Kiley who nodded her head. He left her to get ready for his fight. As he did, she looked around and spotted someone accepting bets. She walked up to this man now. Thankfully all her cash wasn’t taken the night before. She kept a stash in a zippered compartment in her bag.
“I want to put $1000 on Brad Breckinridge.” The man looked at her, a shocked expression on his face. He looked at her up and down before making sure that the $1000 note was real. When he was sure he shrugged and pocketed the money, putting down her name. He looked at Brad’s opponent. His opponent was an undefeated beast in the underground world. Brad was sure to lose.
Kiley, feeling satisfied with her bet, walked to the edge of the circle. She watched as Brad stood there, stretching and getting ready for the fight. She looked to the other side of the circle. Standing there was a hulking Russian looking man. He looked very intimidating with his crooked jaw and cold blue eyes. Kiley wondered how Brad would stand up to this man.
As she thought about this the fight broke out. The Russian charged at Brad, who quickly sidestepped, avoiding the blow. Kiley quickly noticed that the Russian was all power, but Brad was speed and skill. He planned his blows effectively and soon the Russian was huffing and puffing with the effort of keeping up.
The Russian looked angry but before he could retaliate Brad lifted his leg and kicked the man on the side of the face with as much force as possible. When he did the man fell to the ground with a loud thud. Brad looked at him. The Russian didn’t get up. Brad had won the fight.
Kiley had been the only person to bet on Brad. The man with the bets looked at her, a disappointed look on his face. He started to count her prize money before handing it to her. She looked at it, a grin on her face. She had just won $10,000.
She held the money as Brad walked up to her. He stared at it in disbelief.
“How did you..?” He asked, his eyes locked on the fat stack of cash.
“I bet $1000 on your victory.” She giggled. His eyes grew in surprise.
“You did what?” He asked. His face was painted with surprise. She smiled at him before handing him the money.
“It’s yours. I think you need it more than I do.” Brad blushed in humility as she said this. He didn’t want her charity. He tried to give it back to her.
“You deserve it. C’mon take it, okay?” He hesitated before taking it. He then grabbed her hand, pulling her out of the underground.
***
Back at the apartment, Brad looked at the money. He couldn’t believe it. Kiley looked at him. Suddenly, Brad started to cry.
“W…what’s wrong?” She asked concerned.
“It… it’s just that… my mother… she is in the hospital with kidney failure… and this is the money I need to get her a new kidney…” He whispered softly. Kiley walked over to him, gently placing a hand on his shoulder, giving it a slight squeeze.
“Oh… well, then I am glad I got you the money. If you ever need any more… I can get more from my trust fund you know.” She offered, looking at him with kind eyes. He felt more tears spill from his eyes. He smiled and looked up at her.
“Thank you… it means a lot to me…” He whispered before pulling her into his arms. He kissed her hard. He barely knew this woman and yet there were feelings flourishing in his heart that he had never felt before. This woman was amazing. She inspired emotions in him that he never knew existed. Was he falling in love with her?
Soon she was lying down on the kitchen table. Brad leaned down and kissed her neck as his hands fondling her breasts through her shirt. She moaned softly as she wrapped her legs around his waist.
Eventually, their clothes littered the kitchen. The two of them were completely naked now as Brad ran his hands up and down her thighs, slowly spreading her legs. He smirked down at her as he teased her clit with his finger. She moaned loudly as he did, looking at him with lustful eyes. She bit her lip.
He looked down at her and grinned. She looked so sexy when she wanted him. He leaned down and kissed her lips, sneaking his tongue into her mouth. Soon their tongues were dancing together. Kiley felt herself become intoxicated with desire for this man. She wanted every inch of him. She needed him.
Suddenly, she moaned out loudly as he plunged inside of her. He grunted with the effort of pushing himself into her tight pussy. She shivered in pleasure and arched her back, exposing herself to him. Her nipples started to harden as the draft in the room slowly toyed with her exposed skin.
He grinned before taking one of her nipple between his fingers, teasing it. As he did he started to pump in and out of her. They moaned together, their sounds of pleasure mixing in the air filling the apartment with their ecstasy.
Kiley started to shiver in pleasure as she was moments away from climaxing. Her nails dug into the kitchen table as Brad continued to pump in and out of her. She had never felt so good. She bit her lip before moaning out loudly.
Her body shook in pleasure as she quivered in orgasm. He grinned and thrust even harder into her. Soon enough he also climaxed. They collapsed onto the table together. He grinned and looked at her.
“You are one hell of a girl, you know that?” Kiley smirked, pride filling her face.
Chapter 6
Brad was about to carry Kiley into the bedroom when her phone started to ring. She looked at it. She had five missed calls from her father. She frowned, calling him back. She was still naked.
“Hello?”
“Kiley? Where the hell are you?” Her father sounded angry.
“I’m fine dad.” She rolled her eyes.
“I want to know where you are.” Kiley said nothing. “Kiley?” Still, Kiley kept quiet. Her father sighed. “I want you home this instant, young lady. You hear me. Come home before you get yourself into trouble.” His voice sounded stern.
“Fine. But can I bring a friend?” Her dad said nothing. After a moment, he cleared his throat.
“A friend… what kind of friend?” He asked.
“You’ll see.” Her voice was full of sass.
“Fine. Just come home.” Kiley hung up before looking at Brad.
“Is it too early to introduce you to my father?” Brad blushed as he looked at her.
“You want me to go with you?” He asked, a little surprised. Suddenly he felt extremely nervous. “Don’t you live in the rich part of town?” Kiley nodded casually.
“Yeah, so?”
“Well… I’m not really part of that social class… I would stand out like a sore thumb.” He said, embarrassed. The thought of entering the rich part of town made him feel uncomfortable.
“Don’t be silly… it will be fine.” Brad looked into her green eyes before sighing. He couldn’t tell her no.
***
The gates of the Bullen Estate opened up with a groan. Brad’s eye caught sight of the gold-colored embellishments on the gate and wondered if they were real or painted. He then stared at the large driveway that led to the mansion. He had never seen anything so luxurious and grand. He stared at in wonder.
As he stared, the car stopped. One of Kiley’s bodyguards opened up the door. She got out and held out her hand for Brad. He took it and blushed. He squeezed her hand gently. Kiley quickly dragged him into the house. Brad was nervous. He didn’t know what to do or how to act. What if her father disapproved of him? Brad went through a million different scenarios and every way they could go wrong.
Eventually, Brad found himself in front of Mr. Bullen himself. The regal looking man made Brad feel inadequate. He started to sweat under his hoodie.
“Who is this?” Kiley’s father asked as he looked at Brad.
“Well… the night I snuck away from the party… a group of five men tried to assault me and Brad saved me.” Kiley explained. Her father looked surprised.
“Is that so?” He looked at Brad again, examining him closely. “Were you armed?” He asked. After a moment, Brad shook his head.
“Impressive. Do you have a job?” Mr. Bullens asked, seriously. Once again Brad shook his head. He felt like he was being interrogated. “Do you want a job?” Brad was taken by surprise. He didn’t know how to answer.
Kiley nudged him. He looked down at her, seeing her large green eyes imploring him to answer. He cleared his throat and squeezed her hand. “Um… what kind of job, sir?” He asked.
“Well… you seem like a strong individual. My daughter seems to like you. You seem capable of protecting her. I can offer you a job as her personal bodyguard.” Brad’s eyes grew large at these words. He looked down at Kiley who was smiling big.
“Do you mean that dad?” She asked, excited. The thought of Brad as her bodyguard excited her. She thought back to his fight with the Russian. If Brad could beat a man like that, she was in safe hands.
“I… I’m honored by the offer… but…” Kiley frowned as she looked up at him. Did he not want to be her bodyguard?
“The starting salary is $100,000 a year.” Brad’s eyes nearly popped out of his head. Was this man being serious? Brad hesitated a moment.
“Did… did you say… $100,000… sir?” Brad whispered softly. There was disbelief in his voice. Mr. Bullens nodded. Brad took a moment to answer. He thought about the large amount of money. With that sort of money his mother could get the treatment she needed until an organ donor came through.
Maybe she would even to get out of the hospital and come home. Brad then looked at Kiley thinking that as her bodyguard he would spend more time with her. He looked at Kiley before looking at Mr. Bullens. Slowly he nodded his head. Kiley smiled big and hugged him.
“Great. I also provide housing and a vehicle for you.” Brad looked at the man in disbelief. He couldn’t believe that this was happening.
“Thank you, sir.”
“But… before you start… you need to get through the application process…” Brad looked at Mr. Bullens quizzically.
“Application process?” Brad knew the offer had been too good to be true. There was a catch. There was always a catch.
“In order to be Kiley’s bodyguard you will need to beat Ramos here in a fight.” Mr. Bullens held out his hand and motioned to Kiley’s current bodyguard, an ex-military veteran who had served ten years as a special operations agent. Brad looked at the man. He noticed the man’s tall stature and muscular fight. There was a harsh look in the man’s eyes. This would be no easy fight.
“C’mon Brad I know you can take him!” Kiley said, encouraging him. He looked at her before looking at her father.
“I accept.”
A few hours later, the two men were in the middle of the backyard. They looked at each other for a moment before shaking hands. Brad thought this to be a very bizarre situation.
“First man to be pinned down for 3 seconds is the loser, keep it clean, no major injuries.” Mr. Bullens explained before starting the fight. The two men circled around each other. Kiley could see that Brad was analyzing his opponent’s every move.
They kept moving before Brad was suddenly tackled to the ground. Kiley winced as she watched Brad hit the ground.
Brad quickly recovered, however. He started to dish out fast jabs at his opponent. Ramos, highly trained, avoided most of them. He was quick on his feet and Brad took a while to adjust his fighting style. Soon, however, Brad gained the upper hand. He started to fight with his powerful legs, dishing out kick after kick, gaining momentum.
While Ramos found himself getting worn down by this man. He tried to counter, but Brad was too quick. Ramos breathed hard as he tried to recover. As he did, Brad landed a roundhouse kick to Ramos’ head. Kiley flinched as she heard the sound of a jaw dislocating. She closed her eyes and looked away. So much for no major injuries.
Ramos hit the ground hard, collapsing like a sack of potatoes. Brad quickly got on top of him, pinning him down.
“1… 2… 3!” Mr. Bullens looked surprised. He hadn’t expected this stranger to take down one of his best bodyguards.
“You’re… you’re hired…”
Kiley rushed over and hugged him. He grinned proudly as he picked her up and spun her around. She giggled as they kissed.
“I knew you could do it…”
Chapter 7
A few weeks later, Brad found himself feeling happier than ever. He was now living a decent life and his mother was getting the proper treatment she needed. His girlfriend was amazing and their sex was indescribable. Life seemed perfect.
Today, Kiley and Brad were taking a walk around the city. Kiley was holding Brad’s hand as they passed an alleyway. As they did, they heard the sound of a fight.
“What’s that?” Kiley asked.
“Sounds like a street fight to me.” Kiley looked up at him with big eyes. There was a mischievous look on her face.
“No… absolutely not… you know those days are over for me. I don’t fight anymore. I’m your bodyguard now.” He smirked and looked down at her, gently kissing her forehead. She
pouted at him.
“C’mon you know you would win if you did!” Brad looked at her and sighed. He couldn’t tell her no.
“But street fights are…” Kiley cut him off with a kiss. Brad was about to tell her that street fights were dangerous. They involved even fewer rules than underground fights and often times they involved knives and other weapons. Kiley, however, pulled him into the alley. There was a group of men circled around a current fight. Kiley could hear the sound of men groaning and winced a bit, imagining the bloody pulp they were beating themselves into.
“I got your next fighter right here!” Kiley exclaimed, grabbing everyone’s attention. Everyone turned, looking at her.