The Orc Bodyguard and The Popstar by Marisol Knight

I gasped as his powerful arm wrapped around my waist, hoisting me up and over his broad shoulder like I weighed nothing. Blood rushed to my head as I dangled upside down, my face nearly brushing against his muscular back. The scent of his skin, earthy and masculine, filled my nostrils.

“Put me down, you oaf!” I pounded my fists against him, but it was like hitting a slab of granite. He carried me effortlessly back towards the trailers, ignoring my protests.

“Like I said, babysitting.”

Stalkers are unfortunantly common in my line of work, but that doesn’t make them any less terrifying. So, I should be relieved when my manager hires a personal bodyguard to watch over me until my stalker is caught, but does it have to be him? Sure, he’s big, and strong, and alarmingly attractive, but he’s also a bit of a jerk. Oh, and an Orc. I have a feeling things are going to get complicated…

♥♥♥ A Sweet Monster Erotica Short♥♥♥

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