Chapter 4

Aubrey got flustered, grabbed his hand, and rushed to explain, "He's my bodyguard!"

"I was scared to be home alone, so I hired a bodyguard to protect me. 150 dollars for the night."

Devon looked doubtful. It was New Year's Eve, who'd actually be working tonight?

Besides, the gigolo was rocking a leather jacket and dyed blond hair. There was no way he was a bodyguard.

"Aubrey, what are you saying? Just look at me, how could I be a bodyguard?"

Then he pulled out a business card and handed it to Devon.

Devon's face turned green when he saw…