The Protector (closed for Cumaholic21)

When Raye finally woke up, he waited for her to go to the shower, then he left quietly. Going through a quick hot shower himself, he dressed into new clothing and by the time she was ready he was at the door. Ready for another day, from the reports two of the men brought to him, it seemed like the assasins were spread all around and that the leader was the one who had shot Kyle. The wounds were tender and he tried not to move too much. He would go for stitches some while later, for now he had a duty. When Raye stepped out he greeted her friendly and walked with her as she made her way downstairs.
 
Raye smiled at Kyle when she emerged from her bedroom. She glanced at all the guards who had various emotions on their faces. They were making her nervous and this was the first time she could actually feel tension in the room. She couldn't be here. Raye normally would have ordered someone to call down to the dining hall to make sure they had a table for her to have her breakfast, but she did it herself.

"Yes, This is Ms. Ray. I would like to have a section of the dining hall curtained and sectioned off for myself and my guards. With only 3 waiters to assist us. We will be down in 10 minutes." Raye listened for a bit then nodded and was off the phone.

"Okay everyone. We're going to have a big breakfast together. I'm not sure what the hell is going on, but I don't like this new feeling we all have about. It's freaking me out. No one gets left behind. We're having breakfast together like a family, because face it I haven't seen my father in 3 years. You all are my family." Raye paused not letting her words sink in before she was talking again. "Let's go."

Raye didn't open her door before someone else was doing it for her. Her hair was pulled back and she was wearing jeans and a t-shirt. Okay, so the designer jeans clung to ever curve and made her butt looked firm and plump. The T-shirt wasn't see through, but it barely covered her chest and it looked like the material was going to rip right there on her body. She was escorted to the elevator and to the dining hall. Some of her friends called to her and normally Raye would dropped the guards and go to her friends, but today she waved and continued to be escorted to a sectioned off and curtained off part of the dining facility with enough tables and chairs for everyone.

Raye sat down and opened her menu. When Kyle sat next to her without taking her eyes off the menu Raye asked casually, "So what were you saying about me being more important than just my father's daughter?"
 
Kyle Gotlieb

He was kind of surprised at the way Raye took charge, but since it was within his safety parameters he allowed it, silent hand signals was all that he used to direct two guards to secure locations to keep a wary eye on the inside of the kitchen and the waiters making their way to the cordoned area.

Since last night he had an uneasy feeling about the guys who were supposed to cover the flank that got breached and those were the ones he kept with them. He sat down next to Raye, part out of habit and part out of wanting to be close to her. Ok he was falling for the boss' daughter...so what. It wasn't like she would want somebody like him on a longer term. Also with him not being enhanced like the other guards, his life expectancy
was much lower.

"I think that is hardly a subject for the breakfast table."

He murmured his response, but he knew that quite a few of the guys at the table was wondering as he had threatened them with death based on that very fact.

"Let us discuss your sudden interest in your own well-being, that should be interesting."
 
Raye bristled at having been thwarted with the news. She wanted to know and dammit she was ready to throw a full out temper tantrum to get it. But she paused, stopped, and took in a deep breath. Last night was the first time a gun had been pulled on her and she could see it. Before they said she had narrowly missed being shot, but this was the first time she knew it. She knew it wasn't because the guards were getting lax, but the attackers were getting bolder. She had to stop acting like a child or risk getting killed or worse getting Kyle killed.

"I am always interested in my own well-being. Even if it doesn't match you and daddy think of as my well being." Raye stopped talking as a waiter arrived. She ordered french toast and orange juice and waited for everyone else to order. As they did she stared at Kyle looking over his lips, lips she had tasted, his hands that knew her flesh. She wanted him, but this was an act for him and with their people he needn't act at all. She was a spoiled kid and ... Raye slowly smiled. All she had to do was seduce him and not act like a kid.

After everyone was done she leaned over exposing a generous amount of skin to everyone at the table. She placed her hand on Kyle's knee. "Now that I answered your question. Answer mine. I'm sure I can handle it. Even if it is scary. I'm not a kid." As she said kid Raye's hand went higher on Kyle's thigh.
 
Kyle Gotlieb

He had listened to her and it made sense in a way, her hand on his leg should have had a vissible effect, but he just calmy sipped his water. He was very sure that almost every guard was now staring at her. He gave her a small smile, his eyes on her own eyes not her lovely skin on display.

"That we can see,"

his words having a slight teasing lilt to it,

"But it is something I can only tell you alone as it is a company secret."

A faint murmur went around the table, but Kyle just sipped his water, a faint teasing light in his eyes as he looked at Raye.
 
Raye pouted and sat up. She felt a stirring in the restaurant, but ignored it; like always. The waiters arrived and began giving everyone their various drinks from water to coffee. Raye picked up her own juice and sipped it as she eyes Kyle who seemed to be teasing, no challenging, yes challenging and testing her. She placed her cup down and her own twinkle of mischief lit her eyes.

"I understand." She stood up and the whole damn section stood up with her. Raye laughed. "I just have to pee. Kyle can escort me so we can be in the restroom...alone. I know where there's a private bathroom reserved for the more prestigious clientele." Raye waited a second for Kyle to join her before leading to the restroom. It was more like a bathroom in a home than in a public place. She closed and locked the door before sitting on the toilet lid waiting patiently.

"Oh, I didn't really have to pee. So please do tell bodyguard man."
 
Kyle Gotlieb

He leaned against the door and arched an eyebrow as he looked at her,

"Deception played on the people you called family, that doesn't sound very good my dear."

None the less, he switched off his comm-unit, pulled out his detector device and sweeped the bathroom, he motioned at her cell phone as he tucked his device away.

"Switch that off please."

He waited and leaned against the door again, crossing his arms,

"Your blood carries the blueprints to a nonobot so advanced, that some leaders would sell their country, even their company to get it. When you die, so does the information, your life is of vital importance to the future of your father's company. When the technology reach that stage where the nanobot can be made...you will be safe."

He knew that it would be a shock to her,

"Also you are the sole heir remember, without you the company will fall when your father passes away. So your life is of utmost, vital importance to well...the world."
 
"Deception played on the people I call family who might not call me the same." She smiled. "Now spill, lover." Raye watched him turn off all his numerous equipment and even check the bathroom. She was trying to be patient but it wasn't her forte. She sighed and reached between her breasts and pulled out her cellie. She powered it down and to make him feel better took out the battery.

He grew serious and so did she. She watched his body language and clues and when he spoke she stared at him for a full 30 seconds before busting into laughter. She laughed long and hard until she realized he wasn't even cracking a smile. "Bullshit! I can't believe that. Did father tell you that and YOU believed it. Come on. My blood is the ...what did you say the key to a new technology that will change the world! Right!"

Raye put the battery back in her phone and charged it back up. "Come on, lover. You have more pretending to do." She walked to the door and turned pressing her back against it as she stared up at him. "The only thing those people want from me is me alive to ransom all of daddy's money or to kill me to hurt him for whatever ruthless thing my father is doing. I am not the key to anything."

Raye stared at Kyle's lips. "But you are the key to me and my virginity. I know you don't feel like I do, but we are alone. Fuck me now, show me what it's like to be a woman." Raye paused and didn't mean for the word to come out because once it did she couldn't pretend like she was joking. "Please."
 
Kyle Gotlieb

Strange enough she didn't take him seriously, instead she acted like he was insane and making things up, he sighed softly as she pressed him about having sex.

"Fine."

He pulled a small palm top from his jacket, flipped it open and selected a file, he turned it for her to see, it was a High Definition film, several scientists were gathered around a young Raye, who was sedated, they kept babbling between each other about the technical aspect of what they were doing, blood was pumped from her, went through what seemed like small CAT scanner where lasers danced around, before getting pumped back into her. When they were finished, the eldest of the scientists drew a drop of blood, placed it under a microscope hooked to a projector and the plans popped up on a screen, the others grinned and nodded, but the oldest man shook his head and sighed.

"Her life will never be the same again."

The clip ended and Kyle flipped the palmtop close,

"And I did check up on them, they all work or worked for your father, this is not just about money, it is about power. Why do you think that they go to such lengths to get you? You know that not even money can drive people that far."
 
Raye stared at Kyle. He was giving in. No. He was referring to something else. Raye was about to ask him what he was doing when the picture clicked on and she was watched the vid. Her eyes went wide. "I told daddy for years that I remembered that. That someone had taken me and done things to me, but he told me it was a dream. That he would never let anyone kidnap me." When it finished her eyes were filled with hurt and fury. "Daddy was right. He didn't let anyone take me. He gave me to them to experiment on to ... to ... enhance his company. For some new ... I'm his daughter! I'm ..."

Raye shook her head as he spoke about the validity of the vid. He didn't need too. Raye had remembered that, but was told that it was all in her head; a dream. She looked up when he asked his question. "I don't fuckin care."

Raye pushed out of the bathroom and her guards had to run to keep up with her. She didn't go back to the table her delicious food and hunger gone. She stared at the entrance to the dining room, but where would she go? Her blood held plans and if she knew her father one drop wouldn't give you the full plans. NO she would have to be drained and then repumped full of blood and she was sure her attackers weren't willing to keep her alive. She walked out that door she was a dead woman.

She had the rash thought to scream that she would sell herself to the highest bidder. That she would give them the plans for a few conditions. She remains alive. She disappears and not in the death sort of way hence condition number 1. She opened her mouth and would have, but stopped herself. Would that be wise. She felt her guards stirring around her. They probably hadn't finished eating. She returned to the dining hall and let them leave her one by one so they could finish their meals.

Raye sat down and stared at her food. There had to be a way she could use this to her advantage. But how?
 
Kyle Gotlieb

He joined her at the table, he could see that she was up to something, but until she acted he could do nothing, but watch. Did he not tell her that it was not something she needed to know? Why did she keep pushing for things that she did not need to know? OK well apart from sex, but that was just natural response, something he could sympathize with. He did not say anything, just watched her, his food untouched.

As the other guards finished their meals, they first sat, but the atmosphere around the table had gone dead and uncomfortable. They started to leave the table until it was just the two of them left, their food untouched. He had to say something, but what do you tell somebody who had just heard that she is a blueprint to a futuristic machine? He opted to say nothing and laid a warm, comforting hand over her's, words could not say anything, but touch could and that was what he was trying to use. Not as an employee, but rather a man that did care about her in more ways than his job demanded.
 
Raye hadn't touched a thing. She glanced up and realized they were alone. Well, as along as could be. She glanced at the guards who suddenly seemed focused on other things. Oh, okay, so she was the white elephant in the room. Raye sighed. Kyle placed a hand on hers and she stared at it before her anger got the best of her. She slid her hand from under his and glared at him.

"What the hell is your problem? You tell me my dad is using me as some sort of living blueprint. You won't fuck me. You won't let me fuck anyone else. And you sit here trying to look all sad on my behalf while I have to have no fucking life because my blood is a fucking data card!" Raye huffed and looked around the dining hall.

You!" Raye turned and walked over to one of her guards. She stared at him. "You're cute. I'm sure you got balls." She grabbed his junk through his pants. "Oh yeah, a nice big package. You wanna fuck me?"

The guard looked at her than Kyle and back to her. "Uh, uh, uh..." he didn't want to make Raye mad by saying no, but he couldn't really fuck her either. "I would love to fuck you. If I could," he finally said.

"SEE! I can't do shit around here! I have no life. No friends. Fuck I can't even get laid. I have ..."Raye counted the guard. "10 guards in this room alone and not one will fucking touch me." Raye turned back to Kyle. It was like he was her father. He was her father's main man sent to control her. "And it's your fault." Raye walked up to him and raised her hand with the intention of smacking the shit out of him.
 
Kyle Gotlieb

He had expected the tirade and finally there it was, he sat in silence, the guards knew that to speak out of turn or even move could bring down a house of words on them. They all sat in silence and watched.

Then the accusation, Kyle had expected this, but for it too actually hurt him, that he had not expected. Could it be? That he actually felt something for Raye past his duty to her? The slap was hard, it stung, but she did not have the power nor the weight to actually hurt him physically.

"It is not my fault, I am the one trying to keep you alive. I am the first one who gave you more leeway than anybody else. If you want to blame somebody, blame the right people."
 
"It is your fault. You who are the embodiment of my father." Her words died when his own words struck with truth and sincerity. She deflated. "Why did you give me more leeway? Why did you care to help me with my friends? Why?" It was the first time she hadn't felt like it was owed or dued to her, but wondered why someone would go out of their way to help her.

Raye sank into a chair and stared at Kyle. "Sometimes you look at me like you like me. I'm not stupid, I know what the look looks like. You look at me like you could eat me up, take me, whatever. But I offer it and you close off or rebuke me. Why? Why not just leave me the fuck alone then?"
 
Kyle Gotlieb

He stroke over the handprint on his cheek,

"Why? I will tell you why."

He got to his feet and pulled open his jacket, flinging it on the table, he pulled off his shoulder harnass and dropped the pistols on top of the jacket. His shirt followed and he tossed it also on the table. Then he turned and presented his scarred back to her,

"Want to know how you get whipped to the point of death just because you hate being cooped up? I told you that I understood your situation. Only difference was that I got the fucking shit beaten out of me."

He turned to face her again,

"Why do I look at you like I like you? I do. Why do I lock up?"

He pointed at the other guards,

"Same reason they would love to have you, but can't. You keep thinking it is allll my fault, guess what, it isn't. One of us touch you the wrong way and your father's wrath comes down on us all"

He prodded the bandages, light blood marks on the one covering his shoulder,

"And this is why I can not just leave you the fuck alone. You are mine to protect and I will do it for more reasons than one."

He glanced at the shocked guards and they all looked away, he picked up his shirt and started to get dressed again.
 
Raye glared at Kyle as he pulled open his jacket. She thought she had pushed him too far and he might be going for his gun, but that was piled on top of the growing heap of clothing. Finally he turned and Raye's glared turned into shock and dismay. The scars were ugly and mean and done with malice. Raye reached out to touch one and her fingers found the scars were big and tight and she wondered how she had missed it before.

"I .. I'm sorry."

She knew he hadn't heard it as he continued to lecture her for her stupidity and cruelty. He was right and as he mentioned her father she grew angry again. She didn't like seeing the angry looks thrown her way or the pitying looks thrown at him.

"Get out!" She turned to the guards who hadn't moved. "GET OUT. ALL OF YOU GET THE FUCK OUT!" No one moved. She picked up the pistol and leveled it at a few people. They stared at her and she cocked the gun. She wasn't sure if it was the cock of the gun or if Kyle had nodded or something, but finally they all started to clear out of the room. She was well aware that they were probably guarding the only entrance into the room Kyle and herself was in.

As soon as the last guard left she put the gun down gently. She wasn't sure how to uncock it and didn't want that weapon in her hands. She immediately went to him and rubbed his scars. "I'm sorry. I'm truly sorry. I didn't mean ..." Raye didn't know what to say. She stared into his eyes and slowly smiled.

"So you like me? Like really like me?"
 
Kyle Gotlieb

He picked up the gun, lowering the hammer, sliding it into it's holster and then slipped the harnass back on. After slipping his jacket on he looked at her and simply nodded,

"Professional courtesy says that I can not admit it to you as it will jeapordise my work. But then again, I can't lie to you. I prefer personal honor."

He gave her a grim smile,

"And please don't point a gun at my men again, I know that the mole is one of them, but the innocent guys might just take it up the wrong way."

He chuckled and sat down again,

"Eat something, I have a feeling that with your planning on purchases it will bbecome a long day."
 
"Like... like like. I mean like like like LIKE like like." Raye was giggling like a school girl and she couldn't help that squealy little voice as she thought on it. Kyle did like her. It wasn't an act. He truly did. Than why the fuck won't he fuck ME!!! Raye wanted to yell at him, but his words had her head snapping up.

"A mole. We have ... one of those ... but ... family," she said lamely. Maybe they didn't feel the same way. Especially since she was a pain in the butt and she kept telling them what to do, but seriously. She really did think of them as family. Annoying family members, but family. "Well, fuck."

Raye slowly smiled as Kyle made her feel better. "I'll eat something only after," Raye stood up and straddled his lap. "You fuck me. Right now right here. No one will know but you and I. Honest."
 
kyle Gotlieb

He nodded at her question about the mole,

"We have one, which one I am not sure. But I will find him."

He finished chewing as she stradled his lap and then with a small smile indicated to several CCTV cameras.

"Live feed, high definition, digitally recorded and stored. We will not be the only ones."

He gave her ass a playful slap,

"You behave and I will make sure that your room will be the perfect place for just that."

OK so he was setting himself up, but a man could only take so much insisting from a hot woman like Raye
 
"Then how do you know we have a mole? Can I help weasel them out? Should I learn to fight? Shoot?" Raye was throwing a million questions and expected each and every one of them to be answered. She decided she wanted to live and live on her own terms. She just had to get away from daddy and ... slowly a plan was forming in her mind.

Raye groaned as he slap her bum and declined her offer AGAIN! "Let's go now, then!"

Raye didn't wait. She stood up, grabbed his hand, and pulled not waiting for him to collect anything that he might lead. She opened the doors and was escorting through the dining hall, the hallways, and into the elevators. Raye smiled barely able to contain her excitement. Finally!

The elevator went dark. Obviously the power had been cut or there was a power outage. "REALLY?!" Raye yelled. She was never going to get fucked. Never ever ever.
 
Kyle Gotlieb

"Because the guys who tried to hit you last night had help to get inside our perimeter, you don't need to learn anything nor put your life on the line, just..."

He was pulled out of his chair with a power which surprised him. Damn, did getting fucked really mean THIS much to her. He had a feeling that they should take the stairs, but being dragged along by a small woman like Raye made him feel stupid and he ignored the voice in his head, it was when the elevator light went out that he finally got hold of himself.

"Maintenance hatch."

He grabbed the nearest guard and hoisted him up without effort, the guard opened the hatch quickly and Kyle started to lift the others out right after Koda. He jumped up and caught hold of a hand, he gripped the edge of the hole and hoisted himself out. A quick glance revealed the ladder.

"Move."

The command was whispered but insistent. He let the most trustworthy guard, Simmons take the lead. As he got on the ladder behind Koda the elevator lurched and they had to hurry as a loud snap told him that the cable had been cut and the counter weights came whistling past them.

"Too close. Climb, but be quiet, they can not be allowed to know we're still alive"
 
Whatever. If she didn't need to learn any combat than so be it. But now standing in an elevator with no power she wished she knew something. Kyle was giving orders and she was glad he knew what to do. She was hoisted to the top of the elevator and she didn't like what she saw. This was fucking scary. Already her guards were moving up the ladder and she followed behind them figuring they knew what was best.

Raye gave a small scream as the elevator fell past them. That could have been her. Dead and mangled at the bottom. As they climbed Raye stopped. "Kyle. You said they needed my blood right? If I was trapped in there with you all my blood would have been mixed with everyone in the elevator, right? I assume the code would get jumbled if it was mixed with ..." Raye counted. "5 other people's blood. Let's say it doesn't how would they even get my blood with all the attention to the elevator and dead bodies."

Raye stopped and looked down at Kyle. "Are we being forced into a trap? They wold know you would take the only other exit. Where does this ladder lead? Could they be waiting for us at the other end while the elevator serves as a distraction?"
 
Kyle Gotlieb

"Not really, your body would keep enough blood for them to be able to gather the data. If they shot you, there would be enough blood for them to get the data. It will take them a whole of two minutes to figure out that we are alive and then you can expect gunfire to fill this shaft. Move Raye, I want to be at least two floors up when that happens."

He pushed her, giving her no chance but to climb, a few seconds later Simmons forced open the doors and climbed out, his pistol at the ready. They bundled out and Kyle closed the doors behind them.

"Ronald, did you do what I asked you to do?"

"Yes sir."

"Collins follow him, bring the gear to the room."

The two moved out and Kyle stopped at a room, pulling out a key card, he pushed open the door. The guards moved in, Kyle pushing Raye in after them and after sweeping the room, they took up positions. Kyle held a close watch on the door, waiting for the return of his men
 
Raye sighed. If Kyle thought so then she would go where he lead. She climbed going as fast as she could in heels. If she knew she was going to be running for her life today she would have worn more sensible heels. As such she just tried to focus on not twisting her ankle or slipping. Gawd, that would be embarrassing.

Everything happened in a blur. She was guiding, pushed, escorted, and finally left in a room. She went to the bed and perched herself at the edge. She listened to the guys talk in that half talk half code speech they always spoke in when things got nasty. She understood some of it having been around it long enough. Now they all seemed to be waiting.

"Hey Kyle. If we're through can we fuck now?"

Raye smiles widened as she saw almost all of the guards give her bewildered looks.

"Or is this still a bad time?"
 
Kyle Gotlieb

He arched an eyebrow at Raye, then turned his attention to the retuurn of the two men. He locked the door behind them and pulled open one of the bags, inside a kevlar suit and helmet. He pulled it out of the bag and walked over to Raye, giving her a warm smile,

"I'd classify this as a bad time"

He placed the helmet next to her on the bed, looked at her and then at the suit, he made a few adjustments especially around the chest area and opened it enough for her to slip in.

"Put this and the helmet on."

He moved back to the others who was busy gearing up, pulling Semi Machine Guns (SMG) out along with body armor, Kyle's comm unit crackled to life, it was the others reporting in. They had killed a few of the guys who was in the basement, the rest fled. Kyle told them to secure an exit if needed. He pulled out the last kevlar vest, checked it thoroughly and strapped it on, then he pulled a P-90 from the bag, loaded it and cocked it. He turned to Raye and checked that she was comfortable enough in the suit.

"I know that it is warm and a bit stuffy, but you can take it off when you are safe."

He pulled out his cellphone and tossed it on the bed,

"All phones on the bed, if I don't count at least two for each of you I'll do a cavity search."

Some of the guards chuckled and tossed their phones on the bed, Kyle counted them and nodded,

"Raye take out the batteries please, guys take up position, if anything comes through that door without telling me on a radio blast it away."

Guns were cocked and they settled down to wait
 
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