Kill Me Protect Me, Mr. Bodyguard
Chapter 141: I Don’t Have Time For You

Chapter 141: I Don’t Have Time For You

Victor’s POV

I can finally have my Omega in my arms again, after holding back for so long now I can have him again. It may only be a few hours but I won’t waste my time with him.

For now I don’t want to think about anything else but enjoying this time. The scent of her pheromones is so sweet, it was enough to drive me crazy the first time I was able to smell his again. It was hard for me to restrain myself but I didn’t want my time to run out just to make love to him.

I would still do it later in the night, but for now I wanted to hear his voice talking to me like it usually did. I listened to every story he told me about the few days before I came and the time I didn’t get to call him.

His sweet-looking face, his sky blue eyes and his blonde hair were like the sun. He really is the perfect Omega that I can rely on to believe in my time-consuming work.

Even at first I had never thought of making him my Omega, and had thought that I would regret my actions for having these feelings for an Omega. But it turned out that I didn’t regret it at all and instead felt something I had never felt before while being with him.

"Then Mike and I went to the studio, but we got the wrong place after waiting for almost an hour and it turned out that the studio we had to go to was on the other side of town that had the same studio name," he said laughing as he recounted his experience that had happened just a few days ago.

I touched his face and gently caressed his cheek, he stopped talking and turned to me and looked at me with that stupid smile on his face. Although it looks stupid, but I really like it because that’s what makes him look interesting and also sweet.

He nuzzled into my palm as if seeking warmth like a cat would do to its master.

"Who told you to stop talking? Continue your story because I still want to hear it," I said while ruffling his hair.

We both lay down on the hanging chair in his backyard. He continued to babble as I played with his blonde hair and occasionally stroked his waist. Pulling him closer to me until our bodies were touching.

His small, warm body made me feel comfortable especially the scent of shampoo from his hair.

"What about you? Don’t you have anything else to do besides meeting your target?" he asked me.

"Nothing but I stay at home and read my books. The rest of the time I spend teaching her and then go home and go back to sleep or read my book again," I explained.

While we were enjoying our time together and neither the Maid nor Alpha Ginger bothered us, suddenly my cell phone rang and it was a call that went to my second cell phone.

It must have been the boy who called me, because he was the only one who had my number besides his mother.

And sure enough, when I looked at the screen it was him calling me. I turned off his call and ignored it. But then he called me again and again and even sent me a lot of messages.

[LIAM]

Mr. Calvin how are you? Did you get enough sleep last night?

[LIAM]

You came home too early last night, where exactly did you go? Are you home now?

[LIAM]

Why did you reject my call? Please answer, because I want to talk to you.

[LIAM]

Mr. Calvin? Are you still sleeping? Or are you still outside?

I grind my teeth in annoyance at his messages coming in again and again. Let alone forcing me to reply to his messages. I chose to turn the phone off so that no one would interrupt my time with Daren because I didn’t have time for someone like him.

"What’s wrong? Who’s calling you and you seem upset about it," he asked me.

I simply replied that it was a call from someone very annoying and he seemed to understand who I was referring to. After turning off the phone, we went back to our alone time.

Can’t wait for the evening to come.

"Can I ask you something, Vic? But it’s a bit sensitive for me to ask," he asked me which made me curious, what did he want to ask me?

"Sure, just tell me your question and I don’t think there’s anything more sensitive to ask me."

"I’m just curious about how your mother died? You said that she died when you were 16 years old. Then what caused her to die?"

I was silent for a moment because I didn’t expect him to ask that. I didn’t really feel that the question was sensitive, but I felt a bit strange talking to her about it. Even though it was a normal thing to ask.

"I was at school at the time. I don’t really know the details of how he died, but I remember she died in an accident on her way home from work. The principal told me to go home immediately and when I arrived, there were already a lot of people saying that my mom had been in an accident," I explained to him.

"You never asked for details about his death?"

"I shook my head, because at that time I didn’t really care and like I told you before, there was a feeling of joy and relief when I knew she was dead. Although stupidly sometimes I felt like I missed her."

"I see. Sometimes I also miss my time with Ivan. Before he turned into Sam, I felt that everything was fine between me and Ivan. Well, at least until he showed me his true colors," he said.

I can understand how he feels right now because I’ve also been in the same position as him. My partner before Wilfried, someone I trusted with my life because of our cooperation, was all but destroyed after his betrayal.

He even almost killed me on a mission in order to gain the trust of the enemy and get into their organization.

Luckily at that time, people from my organization came and provided help to escape from her.

"But do you still miss him when I’m already there for you? If he hadn’t thought to take his revenge and hired an agent from my organization. We definitely wouldn’t have met each other," I said.

He chuckled saying that there was some truth to it. "I guess nothing really bad happened because something good comes after sacrifice and pain."

I pulled him into my kiss and looked into his eyes.

"You’re right. That’s why what you got in your current life means you went through a lot of bad things until you finally got what you hoped for all this time."

Daren smiled at me and buried his face into my chest. I rubbed his head while continuing to inhale his scent. Slowly, we both fell asleep, feeling too comfortable in the open space with the cool breeze hitting us and the presence of each other.