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over the fireplace up to Lena’s room. This did not make him more popular with Lena’s stepbrothers.
She was smitten with his continued care. He went on to oversee a number of improvements to the security of the house, and when he wasn’t seeing to his responsibilities, he was with her.
Lena continued to hide her feelings for Ramon, not wanting to be beholden to him, and not wanting to cause any trouble.
One afternoon, three days after her injuries, she noticed Ramon acting strangely. She asked him what was wrong, and he snapped upright and his demeanor changed in an instant.
“What do you mean?” he asked. “Everything’s fine.”
And as far as Lena could tell, outside of that one incident, he was fine. He sat with her watching bad TV, joining her when she made fun of the D list celebrities or Hollywood hopefuls humiliating themselves for ten minutes more in the spotlight. They talked about played cards and sang songs. Ramon had a light and agile voice that to Lena seemed like a strange match for his big, strong body.
They carried on like this for the seven days that Lena was bedridden. With only that one exception, everything seemed perfectly wonderful.
She never once sensed how much trouble was looming on the horizon.
Ramon
Two days after Lena’s injury, Ramon started to wonder about some things. His incipient termination still didn’t make sense, nor did how it fit with the timeline of the Buldova’s upcoming vacation. Ramon hardly saw the point in having a bodyguard if all you were going to do was sit at home. It was when you were out and about, especially in a strange country that you really wanted some muscle at your side.
He tried not to let it bother him too much, but the questions just kept gnawing at him. He kept himself busy by tending to Lena. He enjoyed the time that he spent with her, and he made every excuse that he could to sit with her in her room. His feelings were completely out of line, completely unprofessional, and he kept them to himself for fear that his job might come to an end even sooner than planned.
What was hardest was watching Lena stuck in bed. She did her best to keep high spirits, but Ramon couldn’t help but notice the stack change in her personality between the first days he’d been at the house and the days now that she was bedridden. When she spoke about her family, her face slumped into an expression that was either empty or sad.
He had seen flashes of vivacity from her, he knew how much life she was capable of. He wanted to see it again. She was dying in this house. But she’d never had a chance to be happy so she didn’t know how bad it was. Ramon laughed at himself. He was sitting here feeling sorry for a spoiled girl who grew up in the lap of luxury. It seemed stupid to him. But he’d been here for less than a week and he already knew how hard Lena’s life must have been.
Zeus called him down to his office to review the first security report. Ramon was starting to dread these visits. They never seemed to end too terribly well. At first, it seemed like this might be a pleasant exception. Zeus had a lot of questions about the report. It occurred to Ramon that in all the time that he’d lived in this house, there were a lot of aspects of his safety that he’d taken for granted. It didn’t say much about his career as a crime lord. Anyone worth killing would have been long dead or learned to take care of themselves.
That wasn’t entirely true, Ramon thought. There was a perfect example right here.
While Zeus was thumbing through the spiral notebook, Ramon couldn’t help but to
She was smitten with his continued care. He went on to oversee a number of improvements to the security of the house, and when he wasn’t seeing to his responsibilities, he was with her.
Lena continued to hide her feelings for Ramon, not wanting to be beholden to him, and not wanting to cause any trouble.
One afternoon, three days after her injuries, she noticed Ramon acting strangely. She asked him what was wrong, and he snapped upright and his demeanor changed in an instant.
“What do you mean?” he asked. “Everything’s fine.”
And as far as Lena could tell, outside of that one incident, he was fine. He sat with her watching bad TV, joining her when she made fun of the D list celebrities or Hollywood hopefuls humiliating themselves for ten minutes more in the spotlight. They talked about played cards and sang songs. Ramon had a light and agile voice that to Lena seemed like a strange match for his big, strong body.
They carried on like this for the seven days that Lena was bedridden. With only that one exception, everything seemed perfectly wonderful.
She never once sensed how much trouble was looming on the horizon.
Ramon
Two days after Lena’s injury, Ramon started to wonder about some things. His incipient termination still didn’t make sense, nor did how it fit with the timeline of the Buldova’s upcoming vacation. Ramon hardly saw the point in having a bodyguard if all you were going to do was sit at home. It was when you were out and about, especially in a strange country that you really wanted some muscle at your side.
He tried not to let it bother him too much, but the questions just kept gnawing at him. He kept himself busy by tending to Lena. He enjoyed the time that he spent with her, and he made every excuse that he could to sit with her in her room. His feelings were completely out of line, completely unprofessional, and he kept them to himself for fear that his job might come to an end even sooner than planned.
What was hardest was watching Lena stuck in bed. She did her best to keep high spirits, but Ramon couldn’t help but notice the stack change in her personality between the first days he’d been at the house and the days now that she was bedridden. When she spoke about her family, her face slumped into an expression that was either empty or sad.
He had seen flashes of vivacity from her, he knew how much life she was capable of. He wanted to see it again. She was dying in this house. But she’d never had a chance to be happy so she didn’t know how bad it was. Ramon laughed at himself. He was sitting here feeling sorry for a spoiled girl who grew up in the lap of luxury. It seemed stupid to him. But he’d been here for less than a week and he already knew how hard Lena’s life must have been.
Zeus called him down to his office to review the first security report. Ramon was starting to dread these visits. They never seemed to end too terribly well. At first, it seemed like this might be a pleasant exception. Zeus had a lot of questions about the report. It occurred to Ramon that in all the time that he’d lived in this house, there were a lot of aspects of his safety that he’d taken for granted. It didn’t say much about his career as a crime lord. Anyone worth killing would have been long dead or learned to take care of themselves.
That wasn’t entirely true, Ramon thought. There was a perfect example right here.
While Zeus was thumbing through the spiral notebook, Ramon couldn’t help but to
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