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GUNS, BITCHES, WEED, MONEY, YSL, GOLD CHAIN, MASERATI, PENTHOUSE, HELICOPTER, FAME

Word Count: 3.9K

Pairing(s): Ward x Reader, Sarah x Reader, Rafe x protective!reader

Warnings: Flirting, Violence, Gun Violence, Home Invasion, SMUT MDNI 18+

Summary: Fem!reader has been hired by Ward to protect his children when a business arrangement takes a turn for the worse and he discovers that a reward has been offered for their capture.

Part 1

Today marked the day when I was employed by Ward Cameron to ensure the safety of his children. I received an invitation to my boss's office, where I had the opportunity to meet Ward and discuss the specifics of my new role.

He extended his hand for a handshake and proceeded to explain his situation, suggesting that a young woman would seamlessly fit into his family and serve as an ideal undercover bodyguard. My boss then handed me three files containing the names of each child: Wheezie Cameron, Sarah Cameron, and Rafe Cameron.

After the meeting, we all stood up, and Ward returned to shake my hand once more. "Remember, no one can discover the existence of this arrangement," he emphasized, and I nodded in agreement. The reward for this assignment was set at $1 million per child or $4 million for all three. I was entrusted with their protection at any cost.

Ward Cameron had been a highly respected figure in the Outer Banks until this deal went awry. I was uncertain whether the children were aware of his business, but it was my responsibility to investigate and ensure their safety from any potential threats.

That evening, I dove into each of the files, beginning with Sarah Cameron:

Age: 16 Description: Blonde hair Height: 150cm Noteworthy details: Friends with the Pogues, straddles the line between being a Kook and classifying as a Pogue. She's exceptionally bright with outstanding grades and seems to have a close bond with her father.

These were the key highlights from her file.

Moving on to Wheezie Cameron:

She didn't appear to be of much concern, as she mostly stayed at home with Rose.

Rafe Cameron's file, on the other hand, contained the most substantial information:

Age: 20 Description: Dirty blonde hair, deep blue eyes Height: 188cm Notable details: He's a typical frat boy, the eldest child, known as the Kook Prince, has issues with anger, and appears to be somewhat spoiled.

Rafe's file was particularly intriguing because it reminded me of my own past less than two years ago.

The following day marked my first day on the job. I pulled up at Tanny Hill in my sleek Matt Black Maserati dressed in a cute beach outfit.

As I arrived, I encountered Ward, who was coming out of the house with Rose. He introduced me to Rose as one of his clients' daughters and explained that I would be staying with them for a while.

Ward kindly assisted me with my luggage and guided me indoors to meet the rest of the family. Upon entering the kitchen, I was greeted by two lovely young girls.

"Sarah, Wheezie, meet Y/N," Ward announced as he circled the island counter.

"It's a pleasure to meet you both," I greeted them warmly, offering a friendly smile.

"Sarah, could you please show Y/N to her bedroom?" Ward requested, and she readily agreed. She picked up one of my suitcases and led me upstairs to the third floor. There were only two bedrooms on this level.

"This is your room, and your ensuite is through there," she indicated the closed door in the corner of the room.

"I'm having a few friends over tonight, and you're welcome to join us if you'd like," she added as she placed my suitcase on the bed.

"Yeah, I'd be delighted to join," I responded as I began unpacking my belongings.

"Great. I'm just going to change; if you need me, I'll be on the second floor, first door on the right," Sarah informed me, to which I nodded in acknowledgment.

After she left the room, I proceeded to set up all my security and surveillance equipment. Around 6 in the evening, I could hear her friends arriving, prompting me to decide to head downstairs and introduce myself.

Sarah introduced me to Kiara, Pope, JJ, and her boyfriend John B, a detail I hadn't come across in the files. We all made our way to the fire pit and gathered around, discussing how they had all met Sarah.

To be honest, they weren't my usual crowd; they were sitting there, casually smoking weed. But in the end, I reminded myself that my primary responsibility was to protect Sarah.

As the evening progressed and the temperature dropped, JJ suggested that we all get into the spa to warm up. Everyone agreed and hopped in. Since I had my bikini on underneath my clothes, there was no need for me to change. The spa, while not large, had enough room for all of us.

We stayed in for a while, engaging in a conversation about life. Eventually, Pope, JJ, and Kiara had to leave, and I got out as well to grab a drink from inside the house.

Upon reentering the house, I encountered someone who I presumed to be the eldest son, Rafe. Viewed from behind, his muscular physique was absolutely striking.

He turned around, revealing his sun-kissed, well-toned abs, which sent shivers through my body. He was undoubtedly the most handsome and attractive man I had ever seen. He was shirtless, and his pronounced V-line left little to the imagination, knowing that he’s big.

"You must be Y/N, my father mentioned you'd be staying with us," he remarked, eyeing me up and down. Closing the distance, he positioned himself a few feet away.

"Yes, I am, and you must be Rafe," I replied, playfully pointing my finger back at him with a smirk. He nodded and let out a small laugh.

"To be completely honest, when I heard one of my client's daughters was coming to stay, I wasn't thrilled. But now that I see what a beautiful girl you are, I think I've changed my mind," he confessed, brushing a strand of hair behind my ear and running his index finger along my jawline to my chin.

His touch made my cheeks flush with warmth. I took a step back and moved around him, heading for the sink to pour a glass of water. "Is that what you say to all the girls?" I quipped, looking back at him with a mischievous grin.

He chuckled and shook his head, walking over to me. I turned back around as he placed his hands on either side of my body, effectively trapping me.

"Feel like something a bit stronger than that, sweetheart?" he murmured, leaning in closer. I could feel his arousal pressing against my clothed pussy, causing me to grow increasingly aroused by the second.

"Only if you're on the menu," I flirted back, leaning in as I trailed my fingertips along his arm and up to his shoulder. "You should come join us in the spa, and then I won't be the only one that's wet," I whispered into his ear, teasingly. With that, I pushed past him and returned outside to the spa.

As we continued our time in the spa, Sarah and John B suggested playing truth or dare. It happened to be Sarah's turn to do a dare. "Sarah............I dare you to make out with Y/N," John B declared, his eyes fixed on Sarah.

Just as Sarah settled down beside me, Rafe emerged from the house and made his way over to the spa. He gracefully entered and took a seat next to me, resting his arms on the edge, with his fingertips gently brushing against my shoulder.

"Rafe, you've arrived just in time. I dared Sarah to kiss Y/N," John B announced with a grin, causing Rafe's gaze to quickly return to me.

Sarah leaned and I tilted my head, our lips connected and her hand came to my waist. My hand rested in her neck and then she slipped her tongue in.

The kiss lasted about 6 seconds and when I returned to my seat the boy's faces were red hot. I could see Rafe fixing the bulge in his pants and shifting closer to me.

Sarah took her turn and directed her gaze at her brother. "Rafe, I dare you to suck any part of Y/N's body from the neck down for 10 seconds," she challenged, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

Rafe smiles and turns to me, he gestures for me to sit on the edge of the pool and he kneels down and opens my legs. He brings his head down and sucks on my inner thigh.

His nose brushes my clothed clit and moan leaves my lips. My cheeks went bright pink, but it felt so good. He knew what he was doing.

After the 10 seconds had passed, Rafe grabbed my hand and gently pulled me back into the water. We continued to enjoy our time in the spa for a few more minutes.

Eventually, Ward called out, signaling that it was time to head back inside. Reluctantly, we all made our way back to the house. John B left, and Rafe retreated to his room.

One Week Later,

Since that night in the spa, Sarah and I had become close friends. We spent most of our time by the pool or out on their jetty. She would share stories about John B and how she envisioned a future with him, along with all the typical topics that teenagers discuss.

As we strolled along the jetty, Ward approached us with an announcement. He explained that they were going to visit their grandparents for the night and would return around lunchtime the next day.

Ward instructed Sarah to pack her belongings for the overnight stay and join them in the car. After Sarah departed to prepare, he confided in me that Rafe would be staying behind while the rest of us were leaving.

"Please keep a close eye on my son," he requested. "Sometimes when we're away, he can get a bit lonely." I nodded in understanding as they drove off.

With their departure, Rafe remained in his room. He had spent the previous night at a friend's house and was nursing a hangover.

I had turned off all the lights, preparing to start watching a movie when I suddenly heard a noise outside. Although the house was securely locked up, that didn't guarantee someone couldn't find a way inside.

I cautiously approached the window and pulled back the curtain slightly to peer outside. What I saw sent a shiver down my spine: a man with a gun and a knife tucked into his back pocket.

In a rush of panic, I quickly and quietly made my way upstairs to retrieve my own gun, concealing it in my pants. My next destination was Rafe's bedroom, which fortunately was right next to mine.

Just as I was about to knock on Rafe's door, I heard the sound of glass shattering, confirming my fears that the intruder was now inside the house. My heart pounding, I moved towards the staircase and glanced over the railing, where I saw him roaming around, gun in hand, scanning for his next move.

I quietly retreated to Rafe's door, not bothering to knock. He was lying face down, wearing gray track pants. Carefully, I approached him to ensure he was still alive. Placing two fingers below his jaw, I felt for a heartbeat. His head shifted slightly as my cold fingers made contact with his skin.

He turned over, "About time -" He was cut off by my hand swiftly covering his mouth as I sat down on his bed. I sensed a smirk beneath my hand and signalled for him to remain silent. With a gentle retreat, I removed my hand.

"Shhhhhhh, don't panic. There's someone in the house, and he's armed!" I whispered urgently. Rafe attempted to rise, but I firmly pushed him back onto the bed. He sat there, trying to pull me closer, but I shook my head and went to lock the door.

Just as I was about to return to him, I heard footsteps just outside the door, followed by the intruder's phone ringing. Rafe shifted to the other side of the bed, trying to eavesdrop on the conversation.

The intruder answered his phone with an unsettling message:

"Hey, I'm in. I don't think anyone's home... I'll check all the rooms before I leave... I'll see you in 20." After ending the call, he proceeded further into my room.

I hastily returned to Rafe, grasping his arm and pulling him into the ensuite. We both entered the shower and shut the door, our hearts pounding. Moments later, we heard the intruder forcefully open the door to Rafe's room.

I paced nervously around the shower, and then Rafe's phone rang, a mistake on our part as we had left it behind when we hid.

"I know someone is here, you left your phone behind!" the intruder yelled. He continued to approach the bathroom door, and I could feel Rafe's heart racing.

I turned to him, placing my hand over his heart, and slowly retrieved my gun, aiming it towards the man. Rafe's arms enveloped me, his shock evident upon discovering the weapon in my possession.

The intruder cornered us in the bathroom, spotting both of us, and demanded that I put the gun down. However, I held my ground. "You put yours down first!" I yelled back at him.

As he stepped closer, I sensed Rafe stepping out from behind me and pushing the intruder against the wall. Rafe started throwing punches at the intruder's abdomen, but the intruder retaliated by striking Rafe over the head with the gun, causing him to collapse to the floor.

Turning back to me, the intruder saw me placing the gun into my pants and decided to challenge me directly. I signaled for him to come at me, and he lunged.

He threw punches and tried his best moves, but I managed to evade each of his attacks. When he was finally down, I used my handcuffs to secure him to the heater near the window.

I rushed back over to Rafe, who was holding his head, and the area around it had started to bleed. I helped him up and sat him on the edge of the bed. Turning away from the intruder, I knelt down to inspect Rafe's wounds. That was my second mistake.

The intruder had managed to cut himself free with his knife and sneaked up behind me, holding the knife to my throat. Rafe tried to assist, but he was in too much pain.

I shifted my body to the side, stepped on the intruder's foot, threw my head back, and thrusted my elbow into his chest, causing him to release me. He grabbed his gun and regained control of the situation.

“Bitch………I’ll kill you for that, or better yet I’ll kill him and I don’t care about the reward. Your reward enough!” The intruder's threat was chilling as he pointed the gun directly at my head, then turning to point it at Rafe.

Time seemed to slow as I considered my options and the gravity of the situation. Every move had to be calculated and precise to ensure his safety.

As the intruder menacingly questioned me with the gun pointed at his head, I could feel the tension in the room escalating. The air seemed heavy with anticipation as he asked, "Any last words, Mr. Cameron?" His finger hovered over the trigger, and the threat was imminent.

In a split-second decision to defend Rafe, I managed to wrestle the gun from his grasp and fired a shot that struck him in the chest. He stumbled backward and collapsed to the floor, but he was still alive.

I hovered over him, the gun aimed at him once more, and asked firmly, "Who do you work for?"

Bending down, I awaited his response, determined to uncover the truth behind this intrusion.

In a final act of defiance, the intruder defiantly spat out blood and threatened, "You'll die for this!"

I responded resolutely, "No, you will if you don't tell me who you work for."

With a bitter grin, he retorted, "Kill me then, they already know who shot me, see this…" He pointed to his jacket pocket. "You're on camera, bitch."

Determined to eliminate any evidence, I promptly shot his camera and then him, ending the immediate threat. Now, the challenge was to uncover the larger conspiracy that had brought him here and potentially placed us all in danger.

I turned back to where Rafe was sitting, his eyes wide with a mix of shock and admiration. He grabbed my hand and pulled me onto him, straddling my legs comfortably on his lap.

With a deft motion, he took the gun from me and tossed it behind him on the bed. The intense moment we had just experienced lingered in the air between us. “That was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen”. His hands coming to squeeze my butt.

"Are you okay?" I asked him, my hands gently resting on his shoulders as I glanced at his deep cut. He nodded in response, and then he leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to my lips.

I moved closer to him, my hands snaking around his neck, and we deepened the kiss, finding comfort and solace in each other's embrace amidst the tension and danger that had just unfolded.

I pulled back from our passionate moment and glanced toward the intruder's lifeless body, then back at Rafe. "As much as I want feel you inside me, we have to clean this mess up" I said with a playful smile. Rafe agreed, and he lifted me back up.

I instructed him to go grab an old blanket, and he left to do so. Meanwhile, I began searching the intruder's body for any signs of identification, hoping to uncover some answers to the dangerous situation we had just faced.

I gathered all the personal belongings from the intruder and placed them on the bed. When Rafe returned with an extra-large blanket, I instructed him to turn the intruder on his side so we could slip the blanket underneath him.

Once that was done, he rolled the intruder back over, and I wrapped him up securely. Rafe then carried the bundled intruder downstairs.

As we descended, I asked Rafe, "Do you have any weights and rope?" He nodded and quickly fetched the necessary items from the garage, understanding the need to ensure the intruder remained concealed and secure.

We carried the intruder to the end of the jetty and placed him in the small boat. Driving the boat out into the marsh, we ensured his body was weighted down, ensuring it would sink. It was a somber and grim task that needed to be done.

Returning to the dock, it was already around 1 in the morning. We docked the boat and made our way back to the house. Heading up to Rafe's room, we set about cleaning up the blood, using bleach to remove any traces of the ordeal.

By the time we finished, both of us had blood and chemicals on our shirts.

After cleaning, Rafe turned on the shower. He removed his shirt, walked over to me, and placed a hand around my waist, tugging at my pants.

He leaned in and planted a kiss on my lips, followed by a couple on my neck. With a swift motion, he lifted my top above my head and tossed it onto the floor, igniting a passionate moment between us.

SMUT BELOW......18+

After that, he led me into the bathroom and took off his pants, showing me his rock-hard dick and the well-defined vein lines that ran down to his tip.

I licked my base lip and hauled my fingers down his toned body. He unclipped my bra with one hand while lowering my shorts and panties. He wrapped his arms around me as he led me back to the warm shower.

As I slowly moved my hand down his side to reach his big cock, I pushed my boobs against his chest. A groan left his lips and he kissed me more profound.

I slowly started to fall to my knees and moved my hand faster around his cock. I looked up at him through my lashes and opened my mouth and took his cock into my mouth and started working on him.

He assembled my hair in his grasp and began face fucking me. Hot cum ropes hit my throat as I felt his cock twitch in my mouth. I carried him through his high and swallowed his seed.

He pulled me back up and kissed my lips tasting himself on me. He massaged my boobs and sucked on my left breast using his other hand to play with my other nibble. Moans left my lips uncontrollably, I threaded my fingers through his hair.

His hand left my breast and trailed down my front coming to toy with my clit. His fingers teased my entrance and inserted one finger in, pumping it in and out. As he moved quickly my fingers dug into his shoulder.

A knot started to form in my stomach, 'I was getting close. He pulled out just as I was a about to cum. “I want you to cum on my face” He said as he made his way down my throbbing pussy.

He hoisted my leg up onto his shoulder and brushed his nose against my clit making me grind my body into his face. He dove his tongue into my wet pussy and began to eat me out.

His tongue made circles and that feeling was coming up again. “Rafe….gonna…..cum” I screamed as I felt myself squirt all over his face. He licked up all my juices and rubbed at my clit again.

The feeling was so intense, I felt my legs slowly start to give way, but he held me up with his strong muscles. He stood back up and stroked himself a few times before inserting himself into me.

He lifted my leg up again to get a better angle. He stretched me out with his huge size. He started slow and then sped up his movements. Pounding into me, all that could be heard was skin slapping and our moans.

He pressed my back against the wall and lifted me up to hit me at a new and deeper angle. I wrapped my legs around his waist and rolled my body on his. He then let go and turned my body around. He lined himself back up and thrusted into me from behind.

My hands came to land on the shower screen, while his hand started rubbing circles on my clit. My legs started to shake again as I felt my orgasm approaching. He wrapped his strong arm around me and I arched my back and dropped my head back onto his shoulder.

I felt my walls start to clench around is cock and he quickened his pace, leaving me a moaning mess. The shower was hot and steamy and I felt him spill into me, he rode me through my high and then pulled out.

Turning me around he sat down on the bench in the shower, pulling me onto his lap straddling him and I lined myself up with him.

I rode him like my life depended on it. My boobs bounced out of control and he held on to me to for intense pleasure. I could feel the wetness in-between us starting to leak out. He thrusted up while I sunk back down, he was making me feel so full. “I think this is the best sex I’ve ever had” he said as he kissed me deeper and more passionately.

PART 2

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