#Chapter4

Like every morning, I wake up and get dressed to go to the agency, because today the owner of a record label is coming. He's hiring security for a rock singer. I arrive like every day, sit at my desk, but before starting the day, I grab my coffee mug. I check my phone for messages, and just then the boss calls me into his office. I walk towards his office and knock on the door.

Boss: Come in.

Belinda: Good morning, sirs. You asked for me?

Boss: Yes, please come in. Let me introduce you to the owner of a record label.

Belinda: Good morning, sir. *I extend my hand to greet him, and he responds warmly.*

Record Label Owner: Good morning, Miss. I want to hire your services to protect a rock band's singer. He's been receiving death threats lately. Based on your resume, you seem to be the right fit for the job.

Belinda: Alright, thank you, sir. And when do I start?

Record Label Owner: The concert is this Friday at Starlite. The band is called Nightmareden, and the person you'll be guarding is Colin Spencer, the lead singer. They're performing at 8 PM in that venue. I want you to be his shadow. Here's the contract. Please read it carefully. If you have any questions, we can address them.

Belinda: Okay, sir. *He hands me the contract, and I read it carefully to check for errors. Everything is fine, and the payment seems perfect.* Everything looks good, sir. Where do I sign?

Record Label Owner: Right here. *He points to a line for me to sign.* And now me. *I sign the contract, and he follows suit.* Alright. I'll see you there on Friday.

Belinda: Okay, sir. I'll be there.

*He shakes my hand to seal the deal, and I leave his office.*

It's good that today is Thursday. I go back to my desk, check some papers, finish my work hours, and head home. When I arrive, my phone rings, and I see Matthew's name on the screen.

Belinda: Hello, Matthew.

Matthew: Hey, gorgeous. I'm calling to invite you to Starlite tomorrow.

Belinda: What a coincidence, I'll be guarding someone there tomorrow.

Matthew: Oh, well, see you there. I want to introduce you to a friend.

Belinda: Alright, Matthew. See you tomorrow.

*End of the call.*

I prepare dinner and head to the bathroom for a quick shower. I put on my pajamas, lie down, and start watching a horror movie. After finishing the movie, I lie down and fall asleep.

(….)

The Next Morning

I wake up very early to go for a run and get some exercise done. I put on my workout clothes and head to my car to find a gym. I arrive at one, get out, and enter. As I'm looking for the owner, I spot Matthew and approach him.

Belinda: Hey, Matthew. Are you the owner?

Matthew: Hello, princess. Yeah, you want to sign up?

Belinda: Yes, Matthew. *He hands me some forms to fill out, and I pay.* Alright, I'll warm up a bit before getting into my practice.

Matthew: Sure thing, princess. I'll join you in a bit to help.

Belinda: Okay. *I start my warm-up, and Matthew joins me after a while.*

Poor Matthew, I really gave him a hard time. After a few hours, I bid farewell to him.

Belinda: Well, Matthew, I'll see you tonight.

Matthew: Alright, princess.

I get into my car and drive home. Once I arrive, I park and head inside. I go up to take a shower and grab a bite to eat. As the hours pass, it's already 7 PM. I get into the shower to prepare for leaving. After showering, I decide what to wear.

I put on a pair of black jeans, a gray blouse, my black leather jacket, and on my waist, I attach a holster for my weapon. After finishing getting ready and loading my firearm, I do a quick comb through my short, straight hair. I apply a bit of makeup, then I leave the house.

I get into my car, start the engine, and head to the venue. After a 40-minute drive, I park and enter the place. Inside, I scan the area with my eyes to find the boss. Eventually, I spot him and approach.

Belinda: Good evening, sir.

Record Label Owner: Good evening, Belinda. I'll go fetch him. He should be here in a moment.

Belinda: Okay, I'll be waiting here.

While waiting, I notice my friend carrying some instruments. I walk over to greet him.

Belinda: Hi, Matthew.

Matthew: Hey, princess. You look stunning. I thought bodyguards usually dress in suits.

Belinda: Not all of them. Sometimes you have to blend in with the crowd.

Matthew: So, where's the person you're going to be guarding?

Belinda: The man who hired me is going to fetch him.

(….)

Meanwhile...

Record Label Owner: Colin, come on. The person who's going to be taking care of you is already here.

Colin: Alright, let's go.

I step out of the dressing room and see a woman with Matthew. Matthew doesn't waste any time, huh? But this girl is not bad at all. I wonder who she is. Oh, she's carrying a weapon. Could she work here as a guard?

Record Label Owner: Miss Belinda, please come here.

Belinda:

I'm chatting with Matthew when I hear the record label owner calling me. I walk over to where he is.

Belinda: Yes, sir.

Record Label Owner: Let me introduce you to Colin. You'll be taking care of him.

Belinda: Nice to meet you, sir. I'm Belinda Hernández. *The guy can't stop looking at me. Well, more like he's devouring me with his eyes.*

Colin: Likewise. I'm Colin Spencer. *I shake his hand, and as I do, I'm met with sky-blue eyes that slowly scan me from head to toe. His gaze is somewhat mysterious, with a mix of charm that could melt any girl's heart. He has long black hair with hints of blue, and his features are somewhat rugged, making him incredibly attractive to any girl. I notice that he's looking at my hand, staring intently at my fingers. Hm... does he think I'm married because of the ring? When he speaks, I hear a raspy, deep voice.*

Record Label Owner: Well, I'll leave you two to it so that Belinda can get to work.

Belinda: Yes, sir. Thank you.

Colin: *(I can't stop observing her. She's beautiful and stunning. I take a slow glance from top to bottom, but then I notice the ring on her hand. Damn, she's married. I'll ask Matthew; he surely knows her.)*