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Trophy Wife Seduces Her Husband's Bodyguard – Story of the Day

Byron Loker
Dec 12, 2023
07:10 A.M.

Always used to getting what she wants, sexy seductress Scarlett focuses her desires on her husband's exceptionally devoted bodyguard, Rex. But when things don't go according to her wishes, Scarlett must accept the serious consequences of her deceptions.

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The sun hung high in the cloudless sky, casting a shimmering radiance across the poolside of the opulent estate. Scarlett, an alluring woman with golden locks and a figure that could make heads turn, reclined on a plush lounger, her bikini accentuating every curve.

The estate, surrounded by manicured gardens and towering palm trees, exuded wealth and exclusivity.

A few paces away from the sunbathing beauty, Rex, a stoic figure in a perfectly tailored black suit and tie, stood watch. His piercing blue eyes scanned the surroundings with an intensity that spoke of professionalism honed through years of dedicated service.

Clearly, he took his job seriously, his gaze unwavering as he surveyed the perimeter.

Scarlett stretched languidly, her eyes fixed on Rex. She rose from the lounger, her movements deliberate and sensuous. With feline grace, she sashayed over to the bodyguard who stood sentry alongside either her or her husband, depending on the occasion.

As she approached, Rex's posture remained unyielding, a testament to his commitment to his duty.

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"Rex," she purred, her voice a sultry melody through the air. "You know, it's such a shame to be surrounded by all this beauty and not indulge a little."

Rex turned his head toward her, his expression unchanging. "My focus is on security, ma'am. I don't indulge in distractions."

Scarlett circled him, her eyes never leaving his face. "Distractions can be quite enjoyable, Rex. Don't you think?"

He maintained his composure. "I'm devoted to your and Mr. Cliff's safety, not indulgences," he replied.

Scarlett laughed cynically. "Devotion is such a noble thing, isn't it now? But wouldn't you agree, sometimes it's nice to deviate from the humdrum routine?"

Rex's jaw tightened slightly. "I adhere to the routine because it's what keeps those I protect safe."

Scarlett closed the remaining distance between them, her fingers tracing a tantalizing pattern along his chest. "But Rex, aren't you curious? Don't you ever wonder what it would be like to stray from the path, just for a moment?"

He caught her hand mid-air, his grip firm. "I don't wonder, ma'am. I know my purpose."

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A sliding glass door to the house behind banged open, and a man in running gear emerged. Cliff, the silver-haired, bearded "master" of the estate, his face decorated with beads of perspiration, called out to Scarlett.

"Hey, love, bring me an ice pack, will you? I tweaked my leg on my run," he said, a touch of discomfort in his voice.

Scarlett's eyes locked onto Rex's for a moment, a mischievous glint in her gaze. "Of course, darling," she called over her shoulder.

Cliff winced as he tested his injured leg. "I'm going to head to the bedroom; bring the ice up there, please, love," he instructed his long-suffering trophy wife.

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As Cliff retreated into the house, Scarlett returned to her seduction, a playful grin on her lips. "Poor baby," she said. "Let him suffer a little while we finish up our business here, you sexy man. So, sexy Rexy, any fantasies about scoring the boss's wife?"

Rex remained stoic, unbending to the advances. "I don't entertain fantasies, ma'am," he replied.

Scarlett chuckled, a low, throaty sound. "You're a tough one to crack, aren't you? But let me tell you a little secret, Rexy. I always get what I want."

Rex shook his head, his voice firm and unwavering. "I value my work, ma'am," he stated, his tone leaving no room for debate. "It is my purpose."

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"Come on," she coaxed, "loosen up a bit. It's a beautiful day, and we're all alone here. Just kiss me quickly. We can take it to another level later."

Rex remained silent, unmoved. Scarlett sighed, her allure momentarily fading, replaced by a hint of frustration.

"Oh, Rex," she lamented, her voice laced with mock exasperation, "you're always so serious. Don't you ever just want to relax and have some fun? You're a man, not a machine. You have needs, desires. Don't you ever feel a longing for something more?"

"I can give you what you're looking for, Rexy," she whispered, her breath warm against his ear. "Pleasure, excitement, passion. All you have to do is reach out and take it."

Rex maintained his expression, offering no response to Scarlett's attempt to disarm him with her flirtatious charm. Scarlett pouted playfully, batting her eyelashes at him with exaggerated innocence.

Rex stood tall, his shoulders squared. "I am a man of honor, ma'am," he declared, his voice resonating with strength and conviction. "You're a beautiful woman, but I will not be swayed by your allure."

Scarlett's face lit up with a malicious grin. "Well then," she snapped, "it seems my husband needs my attention," her voice dripping with disdain. "I'm sure HE'LL be thrilled to see me."

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With a sudden burst of energy, she playfully pushed Rex backward toward the pool. Rex stumbled and fell in. Scarlett laughed, a sound edging on mockery. "Oops, sorry, my hand slipped. Maybe that'll loosen you up, soldier. Life's too short to be so serious all the time," she quipped.

Rex's jaw clenched, water dripping from his plastered-down hair over his perfectly square jaw. He said nothing, his eyes locked onto Scarlett as she sauntered away, leaving him riding a silent wave of anger.

As Scarlett disappeared into the house, Rex stroked uncomfortably towards the edge, trying to still the crescendo of emotions in his head. The interplay of power and desire lingered in the air, a tension that hinted at more twists in this sordid development.

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Nestled amidst the sprawling equestrian estate, a scene of sensual suspense unfolded under the scorching sun. Scarlett, a woman of breathtaking beauty, her bleached-blonde hair cascading down her back like a silken waterfall, her curves accentuated by a fetching blue bikini, had her prey in her claws of desire.

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***

In the opulent mansion, bathed in the soft glow of morning, the tension between a man of power and wealth and a woman of captivating beauty was silently simmering.

As they finished their breakfast, the unspoken rift between them was widening. Cliff downed the dregs of his coffee and wiped the crumbs from his beard with a fine linen napkin.

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He rose from his chair, his movements exuding an air of authority, and leaned in to plant a perfunctory kiss on Scarlett's cheek. It was a gesture somewhat devoid of genuine affection, resembling a formality, mindful of the bodyguard in their midst.

Cliff's line of work made him highly susceptible to threats on both his person, possession, and partners — necessitating the highest levels of protection possible.

Turning to the man of the hour, Rex, who stood again nearby, silently facing the nearest entrance, Cliff's voice took on a playful yet threatening tone. "Keep an eye on my precious wife, Rex. She tends to get into mischief when I'm not around."

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Rex nodded curtly, acknowledging Cliff's command, avoiding Scarlett's undressing eyes. Cliff chuckled. "You know what they say, Rex, happy wife, happy life. Just make sure my wife stays happy, and you'll stay alive."

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With a final, lingering glance at Scarlett, Cliff turned and strode out of the dining room, leaving the two people closest to him to their secret war of attrition.

Scarlett's eyes flashed, and her lips curled into a sneer behind her husband's back. She rose from her chair, her silk negligee hugging her sexy frame.

"Well, well, Rex," she purred, her voice dripping with honeyed sarcasm, "it seems we're alone again. What shall we do to pass the time until my husband returns late, late tonight?"

Rex remained silent, his static composure a stark contrast to Scarlett's unhinged sexuality. She stepped closer with predatory grace, her words laced with feigned innocence. "Don't be so shy, Rexy. I know you want me. I can see it in your eyes."

Rex shook his head, his voice firm and resolute. "I am devoted to my duty, ma'am. I will not betray my employer's trust."

Scarlett's anger escalated, her voice morphing into a venomous hiss. "Oh, don't give me that righteous rubbish, Rex! You're no saint. You're just a man, and men have needs."

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Rex remained stoic. "Ma'am," he said my duty is to ensure your safety; my needs have nothing to do with it."

Scarlett laughed, now enjoying the challenge. "Such a shame. A handsome man like you, and all you do is stand there and look serious. Don't you ever want to let loose?"

Rex remained transfixed on the door. "I don't indulge my desires, ma'am."

Scarlett leaned forward, her lips inches from Rex's ear. "But what if I told you I could be the most enjoyable indulgence you've ever had?"

Rex stepped back, creating a physical distance. "I have a job to do."

Undeterred, Scarlett rose from her chair, picking up a teaspoon, her movements slow and deliberate. "Jobs can be so tedious, don't you think? Maybe it's time for a change of pace."

Her fingers trailed lightly along the edge of his suit jacket as she circled him.

"I'm not interested, ma'am," Rex said, his voice firm.

Scarlett's eyes narrowed, a flicker of frustration in her gaze. She dropped the teaspoon at Rex's feet. "Oops!" she exclaimed, play-acting perfectly. Bending down suggestively, she ever-so-slightly rubbed her behind on Rex's crotch.

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Rex's eyes rolled, and his stomach tightened unavoidably in arousal, but he withdrew his sensitive parts from temptation and breathed in deeply. Knowing she had him on the ropes, Scarlett redoubled her efforts.

"You're playing hard to get, Rexy. Oh, I like that," she said, leaning into him with both hands on his chest yet again. Rex grabbed her wrists as carefully as he could, his grip firm but not forceful, and handed them back to his temptress's sides.

"Please, ma'am, control yourself. I don't want to tell you again. This is not appropriate," Rex said.

Scarlett's anger turned to desperation, her eyes widening, and she decided to take her come-on to the next level. She smeared her lipstick across her face with the back of her hand and, with an angry swipe, deposited liberal traces of it on Rex's face. "Look at me, Rex! Look at what you've made me do! You've driven me to this!"

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Rex wiped the lipstick from his face, his expression unreadable. Scarlett's eyes narrowed, her voice dropping to a low whisper, her words laced with a chilling threat. "Now, if my husband were to hear any suggestion of a hand laid on me, he would have you killed, and you know it."

Rex's eyes widened in fear. Scarlett's lips curled into a malicious grin. "If you don't give me what I want, lover boy, I'll tell Cliff everything. I'll tell him you tried to assault me. I'll tell him you threatened me. And I'll watch as he has you eliminated."

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Rex stared at Scarlett, his mind racing. He knew Cliff's reputation for ruthlessness when pushed to extremes and his willingness to resort to violence to protect his interests. "You wouldn't dare," he managed to utter.

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"Oh, really? Is that so?" Scarlett retorted, tearing her silk negligee swiftly, shredding the fabric from knee to waist. "Now look what you did! Conclusive evidence, you pervert. I don't take rejection lightly, and you're not going to be the first man to reject me."

Rex's eyes bore into Scarlett's as he held back his rage, now fueled by this blatant provocation. He managed to keep his voice calm and measured, bringing all his military training to bear. "Ma'am, I strongly advise against such behavior," was all he said.

Scarlett's eyes flashed with a dangerous intensity. "You don't understand, Rex. Cliff might seem like a charming businessman, but he's dangerous. He has connections that go deeper than you can imagine. If I tell him you did this to me, who do you think he's going to believe? And what do you think he's going to do to you?"

Rex's jaw tightened, but he said nothing.

Scarlett smirked. "So, here's the deal, Rexy. Either you meet me in the master bedroom tonight at 11 p.m., or I make sure Cliff hears about this aggressive little advance. It's your choice."

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With that, Scarlett swirled away, leaving Rex standing in the room, a whirlwind of emotions blowing in his body and the threat polluting the air around him.

The luxurious estate, with its secrets and power plays, seemed to close in on the resolute bodyguard as he grappled with the dangerous ultimatum delivered to him.

***

Late afternoon sunbeams streaked the floor of the grand master bedroom through the huge bay windows as Rex, ever-vigilant, stepped stealthily into this most intimate of sanctuaries.

His objective was to plant a discreet nanny cam, hidden within an adorable teddy bear, in a strategic position to capture the events that were about to unfold as evidence against his tormenter.

With practiced hands, Rex carefully placed the teddy bear on the ornate chest of drawers within site of the king-sized bed — its innocent appearance masking the hidden camera within.

He removed the bear's head, revealing the tiny lens concealed within, made a final adjustment to the angle, and pressed the record button.

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His mission was almost complete, but Rex was startled by an approaching sound. Scarlett's voice, clear and melodic, drifted in from the hallway. Rex's heart pounded in his chest as he realized he had to make a quick exit.

But there was nowhere to go, so he dashed into the walk-in closet. In his haste, a set of skeleton keys to the mansion's many doors fell from his pocket, clanging against the hardwood floor.

Scarlett's voice drew closer, and Rex was sure he'd be discovered. Seconds later, Scarlett entered the bedroom, her phone pressed against her ear. She was engaged in a casual conversation with Cliff, her voice laced with feigned concern.

"Oh, Cliff, darling," she said, her voice dripping with sweetness, "I'm not feeling quite myself today. I think I might be coming down with something. I have a headache, a sore throat, and a slight fever."

His voice was deep and reassuring as Cliff expressed his concern from the other end of the line. "Oh, my dear, I'm so sorry to hear that. You should rest and take it easy. I'll be home late tonight, but I'll call you again later to check on you."

Scarlett's voice took on a playful tone. "Well, Cliff, darling, I don't want you to get sick too. Maybe you should sleep in one of the guest bedrooms tonight to be safe."

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Cliff chuckled, his voice loaded with affection. "You're always looking out for me, Scarlett. Don't worry about me. I'll be fine. Since I'm working late anyway, maybe a guest bedroom is a good idea."

Scarlett's voice dropped to a husky whisper as she feigned illness. "Yes, Cliff, darling. I think that'll be a good idea. Take care of yourself. I love you."

"Love you too, Scarlett," Cliff replied, and the call ended.

Scarlett's eyes darted around the room suspiciously. She spotted the set of keys lying on the floor and picked them up, her fingers tracing the intricate designs of each key.

"Curious," she murmured to herself, intrigued. "I wonder who these keys belong to?"

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She placed the keys on the bedside table and turned her attention to the chest of drawers. Her eyes narrowed as she noticed something amiss with one of the bears — she had set two teddy bears sitting sentry as part of the room's indulgent decor.

"Hmm, Teddy," she mused. "It seems someone has been tampering with you."

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She picked up the teddy bear, examining it closely. Her fingers found the hidden compartment in the bear's head, and she removed the nanny cam, her eyes gleaming with mischief.

"Oh, what a clever little invention," she remarked sarcastically. "I wonder what secrets you hold." She fiddled with the camera for a few seconds, finding what she wanted.

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Then she smashed the nanny cam against the floor vindictively, destroying the hardware of Rex's clandestine mission. She placed the broken pieces in a trash can and turned away, her eyes filled with cold determination.

"Rexy," she whispered, "you have made a big mistake."

She exited the master bedroom, leaving behind the remains of the nanny cam, a shattered countermeasure to Rex's careful intervention. Scarlett re-dialled her husband's number. "Darling," she piped up as he answered. "False alarm! I'm feeling just fine. Come on up to bed as usual as soon as you get home. I'll be there waiting. Naked!"

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***

The 11 p.m. date with destiny loomed like a noose in the quiet corridors of the estate. Rex had been summoned to his boss's side for most of the day, grateful to be released from Scarlett's treacherous clutches.

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But now, back at the house, he feared that either his discovered ruse with the nanny cam, not showing up for the assigned rendezvous, or actually going through with it, would amount to his ruin.

He'd discovered that the keys he'd dropped were gone from the floor when he'd come out of the closet, and he'd found the smashed camera, so he knew Scarlett was on to him.

The old proverb "hell hath no fury like a woman scorned" rang in his head as he tiptoed up to the master bedroom door.

As he turned the knob and entered, the sight that greeted him was not what he had anticipated.

In the warm glow of the bedside lamp, Cliff reclined against a pile of pillows, engrossed in a book. Beside him, Scarlett, wearing another silky negligee and an air of innocence, was immersed in her cell phone.

Instead of being a stage for the clandestine rendezvous Rex had expected, the room was a tableau of domesticity.

Cliff looked up, surprised, as Rex entered. "What the hell, Rex? Is something wrong? What is it? What are you doing barging into our bedroom in the middle of the night?"

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Quickly responding, Scarlett interjected with feigned surprise. "Oh, darling, it must be about the keys! Remember I told you? Rex dropped them in here earlier. He's probably here now to retrieve them."

Rex was caught off guard and nodded awkwardly. "Yes, sir. I apologize for the intrusion. I just came to get the keys. I thought you were working late and wouldn't be home yet," he explained with a piercing look at Scarlett.

Cliff's expression shifted from irritation to mild confusion. "Your keys? Why would they be in our bedroom?"

Scarlett, ever the deceiver, played her part perfectly. "I found them on the floor earlier. I assumed Rex must have accidentally dropped them."

Cliff's brow furrowed, his gaze shifting between Rex and Scarlett. "Is that true, Rex?"

Rex hesitated for a moment, this twist in Scarlett's entrapment efforts not clear to him yet. "Yes, sir. I dropped the keys earlier while doing my usual rounds, ensuring every room was secure. I apologize for the disturbance."

Cliff sighed, his annoyance evident. "Rex, you need to knock before entering our bedroom. This isn't acceptable."

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Rex nodded, his discomfort apparent. "I understand, sir. It won't happen again."

Scarlett, seemingly the voice of reason, chimed in, her tone soothing. "It's an honest mistake, Cliff. Rex is dedicated to his job and was just trying to fix an error. No harm done."

Cliff's expression softened, reassured by Scarlett's words. "All right, all right. Just be more careful next time, Rex."

Relishing the discomfort she had caused, Scarlett stepped forward and handed Rex the keys with a sly smile. "Here you go, Rex. I hope you find them useful."

Rex accepted the keys with a nod, his eyes betraying his exasperation. As he turned to leave, Cliff addressed him one more time. "And Rex, seriously, knock next time. We need our privacy."

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Unable to resist a final jab, Scarlett added with a cynical smile, "Given your dedication to your job, Rex, I wouldn't be surprised if you considered placing a camera in our room to catch out any unwanted visitors."

Rex played a poker face and simply exited the room, saying nothing. The door closed behind him with a soft click. In the hallway, he took a moment to collect himself, the pieces of the puzzle rearranging in his mind. Scarlett's deception ran deep, and he was entangled in a web of lies that threatened to unravel.

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Inside the master bedroom, Cliff turned to Scarlett, still puzzled. "Dropped his keys in our bedroom? He's usually very careful. That's a serious security breach. I might have to serve him a warning for that."

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Scarlett, the picture of innocence, shrugged. "People make mistakes, Cliff. Rex is human, too. Besides, he's just doing his job."

Cliff sighed, his initial frustration fading. "I guess so. But it's strange. Anyway, let's get back to our reading. I have an early morning tomorrow."

With a coy smile, Scarlett nestled against her husband, her actions belying the cunning mind beneath her facade. As they resumed their reading, the air in the room seemed to thicken with secrets, each character holding their own truths close to their chests.

Cliff wrapped an arm around Scarlett, his voice filled with affection. "I'll always be here for you, my dear."

As the night deepened, the master bedroom became a sanctuary of feigned affection, a façade masking the hidden deceit that had ensnared Rex and threatened to derail his career and, indeed, his life.

As he made his way toward the room in the house kept for the security team members, a chill ran down Rex's spine as he realized that Scarlett was far more dangerous than he had initially perceived.

The night held its secrets, and the interplay of power, deception, and desire continued to weave its intricate pattern within the walls of the opulent estate.

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***

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As the morning sun cast through the kitchen windows of the opulent home, Scarlett, radiating beauty, entered. Her eyes settled on the black-suited figure standing at the counter, his back turned towards her, engrossed in preparing coffee.

A sly smile parted Scarlett's lips as she approached the unsuspecting man. "Well, well, well," she remarked, "what do we have here? A pervert with a penchant for hidden cameras, I presume?"

She slapped the man's backside hard, a provocative gesture designed to test his reaction. The man, startled by the unexpected touch, spun around to face her.

Scarlett's smile froze as she took in the unfamiliar face before her. Her eyes widened in disbelief. This was not Rex.

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"Who are you?" she angrily demanded to know.

The man, unfazed by her hostility, replied with a polite smile. "Jason, at your service," he said, his voice smooth and confident. "I believe I'm taking over from Rex."

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Scarlett's mind roared in rebellion, trying to process this sudden change. Rex, the loyal bodyguard, the man she had manipulated and blackmailed into submission, had disappeared without a trace.

"What do you mean? Rex has quit?" she asked in disbelief.

Jason nodded, his smile unwavering. "He quit first thing this morning, Mrs. He's packing his things now. I believe he's heading back to his hometown."

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Scarlett's heart raced. Rex's departure left her exposed; the house of cards she'd built was liable to crumble around her. The secret she had held over Rex's head was no longer a weapon but a liability.

"And you," she snapped, her anger directed at Jason, "what makes you think you can replace Rex?"

Jason's smile widened, his confidence bordering on arrogance. "I'm just as capable as Rex, if not more so," he said with self-assurance.

Scarlett narrowed her eyes, studying Jason's face. He was handsome, in a rugged sort of way, with a strong jawline and piercing blue eyes like Rex's. But something about him unsettled her, a hint of danger beneath his polished exterior.

"And are you willing to bend the rules, Jason?" Scarlett asked mischievously.

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Jason's smile faltered for a moment, but he quickly recovered. "I'm a professional," he said, his voice firm. "I'll always do just as I'm told, whether it's you or your husband doing the telling," he added with a wink.

As Scarlett pondered the situation, Jason altered his tone suggestively when he said, "Now that Rex is out of the picture, maybe we could have a little fun together. He told me you're into that sort of thing, and I'm more than willing."

Scarlett scoffed, "Don't play games with me, Jason; I'm out of your league, dude," she warned, her voice low and dangerous.

Jason's smile faded, replaced by a look of annoyance. "I'm not interested in playing games, Mrs," he said, his voice hardening at the rebuff. "I'm here to do my job."

Scarlett's eyes flashed with anger, her pride wounded. She turned on her heels and strode out of the kitchen, leaving Jason standing there, extremely confused by the strange encounter with his new employer.

Scarlett couldn't shake the feeling that she had made a grave mistake as she walked away. Rex's predictability, as frustrating as it was, was a comfort. Jason, with his charm and arrogance, was an enigma. And Scarlett, accustomed to being in control, felt a growing sense of unease.

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The dynamics of the estate were shifting, and Scarlett, once the puppeteer of desire and deception, now found herself navigating an unfamiliar landscape where the players seemed to have minds of their own.

After quickly dressing, Scarlett stomped down the long hallway and barged into Rex's room without knocking. Rex stood beside the bed, making to pack his belongings, wearing an expression of resignation and sadness. The sight of him preparing to leave sent a jolt of fear through Scarlett.

"Rex," she began with a dangerous edge, "What do you think you're doing? You're not getting out of this so easily. Remember our deal? If you run out like this, I might just have to tell Cliff about your aggressive advance on me."

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Rex turned to face her, his eyes clear with resolve. "Scarlett," he said firmly, "I'm leaving."

Scarlett's anger flared. "You can't leave," she snarled. "Not until you face the consequences of your actions. Before I smashed the camera, I took out the memory card," she revealed with satisfaction. "How would you like me to add that to the list of charges against you? What do you think he'll do if Cliff finds out his bodyguard was secretly trying to film his bedroom antics?"

"Scarlett, please," Rex pleaded loudly. "Don't do this. I'll do anything you want."

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Scarlett smiled cruelly. "Anything? Finally!" she chimed, her eyes gleaming with desire as before. "Very well, Rexy. I want you to be my lover, my toyboy. Take me right here, right now, on your bed."

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Rex stood firm as the woman approached, hips dipping side to side, hands raised to take his face. "Kiss me," she said, pulling his lips to hers. You have no choice," she declared, her voice sultry. "Either you submit to me, or I'll show my precious husband the footage of you setting up the nanny cam. And I suspect he won't be very forgiving of your betrayal."

"Okay," Rex agreed, appearing to drop his guard. "I'll do it."

Scarlett's eyes lit up with triumph. She had won. Rex, the virtuous bodyguard, was now her pawn, her plaything. She pressed her body tightly to his, her hand cupping his crotch, sending electricity splintered through his every nerve.

"Good boy," she whispered, "Now, let's see if you measure up to being my lover."

Rex closed his eyes, fighting against the temptation. "Scarlett," he said, "I have a question for you."

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Scarlett raised an eyebrow, her curiosity piqued. "What is it, Rex?" she asked sweetly. "I'll do anything you want, big guy."

Rex sighed. "Why are you doing this?" he asked.

Scarlett's smile faltered for a second, her façade momentarily cracking. But then, she regained her composure, her voice hard and cold.

"Why?" she repeated, her eyes glinting with malice. "Because I always get what I want. I married Cliff for his money, for the security it provides. And he's an old man; he'll die sooner or later. Maybe with a little help. And when he does, I'll inherit his wealth and be set for life."

Scarlett paused, her eyes fixed on Rex. "And I like a challenge, Rexy boy. You come across as such a noble man, but as I've discovered every time, spaghetti is straight until you boil it. They always fall for me when I turn up the heat."

Rex stood back in the wake of Scarlett's revelation. "Did you get all of that, sir?" he called out loudly. The closet door swung open, and Cliff emerged, his eyes sharp with the clarity of understanding.

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"Yeah, I've heard enough. Thank you, Rex," Cliff said, his voice calm but firm. Turning to face Scarlett, he took a deep breath before speaking, the resignation and relief evident in his eyes.

"Scarlett, we're done. I'm divorcing you immediately," Cliff declared, his tone carrying the weight of finality. "And let me be clear — you won't get a cent of my money on account of your infidelity."

Scarlett's eyes were wide with shock but also defiance. "Cliff! What are you doing here? What's going on? You can't be serious. After everything we've been through?"

Cliff remained steady, unmoved by the challenge. "This is not a negotiation, Scarlett. You betrayed me, and I won't abide that."

An argument erupted, Scarlett attempting to salvage the remnants of her dignity. "You can't just cast me aside. I've given you everything you need. And besides, where are you going to find a body as hot as this again?"

Cliff laughed, "Believe me, girl, beautiful brides like you are a dime a dozen. Don't you worry; I'll do just fine without you. As for attempting to seduce and frame my best employee, I won't stand for that either."

Realizing the depths of the hole she'd dug herself into, Scarlett shifted tactics. "Fine, Cliff. Divorce me. But you should know, I can easily find another man of similar means. I'll find the money I need to fight you in a divorce."

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A sly smile played on Cliff's lips. "Oh, Scarlett, you think you can just waltz out of here and find someone else? All the wealthy men in this town are known to me; they are allies, if not under my control. Do you really think you can escape my sphere of influence?"

Scarlett, a flicker of desperation in her eyes, shot back, "You can't control everything, Cliff. I'll find someone, and you can do nothing about it."

"Be careful, Scarlett," Cliff warned. "The next man you try and fool may not be as forgiving as I am. They are likely to mete out a far greater punishment than mere banishment and divorce."

Scarlett, realizing the implicit threat, recoiled fearfully. "You can't intimidate me, Cliff. I won't be held hostage by your control," she said.

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Cliff, unmoved, retorted, "It's not intimidation, Scarlett. It's a simple fact. You chose this path, and you'll have to face the consequences."

Scarlett, defeated, turned tail and left the room in disgrace. The grandeur of the estate, once her kingdom of manipulation, now stood as a silent witness to the unraveling of her carefully crafted illusions.

Cliff took a deep breath and exhaled. He turned to Rex, who had silently observed the confrontation with some satisfaction.

For illustration purposes only | Source: YouTube/DramatizeMe

For illustration purposes only | Source: YouTube/DramatizeMe

"Rex, thank you," Cliff said genuinely. "You did the right thing, and I appreciate your loyalty."

Rex nodded. "It was the only option, sir. Loyalty is the foundation of my job."

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Cliff stepped forward and embraced Rex, a gesture of gratitude and relief. "You're more than just an employee, Rex. You're a friend, and I won't forget what you've done for me."

Rex, humbled by the words, replied, "Thank you, sir. I just wanted to ensure that the truth came to light."

Cliff pulled away, his eyes meeting Rex's with renewed trust. "You've earned it, Rex. From now on, you're not just my bodyguard. You're the head of my security detail."

A smile broke across Rex's face, "I won't let you down, Boss," he said.

In a final show of appreciation, Cliff continued, "And along with the promotion, you'll receive a significant pay rise. Consider it a token of my gratitude."

Rex nodded. "I appreciate that, sir. I'll always ensure the estate's security is my top priority."

As the ructions of the confrontation settled, the grand estate saw a shift in power and loyalty. Once hidden behind a veneer of opulence, the vagaries of an unequal relationship now lay exposed. In the aftermath of the emotional tempest, Cliff and Rex forged a new understanding while Scarlett faced the consequences of her choices.

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