Chapter 170
Portofino, Italy
Belmond Hotel Splendido
There was nothing Rain wanted to do more than to crawl into bed and continue what they had started in the pool, but Kita had other ideas.
After taking her to the bathroom, he left her there and closed the door behind him.
When she tried to open it, he pulled it shut again and told her to get cleaned up then held the handle so she couldn’t try again.
That, in her mind, meant they were done violating his no-intimacy policy.
“Ugh!” Rain complained, starting the shower. “He is so annoying. Kisses me senseless, then locks me in the bathroom to shower and get ready for bed. Does he honestly think I can sleep right now?!” she huffed, throwing her hands in the air in frustration.
Her lips were tingling still from his kiss, and the taste of his mouth may have been what caused her self-consciousness to elude her and she tried to seduce him.
“The man is evil, pure evil,” Rain huffed, stepping into the shower.
Kita pulled his ear away from the bathroom door then shook his head with a chuckle. “The woman is nothing but trouble,” he said, heading to the bed where their bag was. “And she has it wrong. She is the evil one, not me.”
The phone in his pocket rang.
“Will never ceases to impress with how resilient his gadgets are,” Kita said before answering. “Yes?”
“You made it on one piece?” Evie asked.
“We did,” he said. “Lucien took care of the little gift we left below your theater box?”
Evie chuckled. “Yes, you split that annoying creature’s head open and she had to get stitches.”
“That was all Seon Rain,” Kita said with a smile.
“I dare say, is that smugness I hear in your tone?” Evie mused.
Kita chuckled. “Yes, it is. Seon Rain took a chair and broke it over that annoying creature’s head trying to protect me. Her training is paying off and she is nearly ready to start combat training. When you are ready, I would like you to work with her in weapons training. Something simplistic and easy to wield and that Hollywood is overly fond of in their action movies.”
Evie purred in delight. “I shall give her the same training I gave you kids when you were younger.”
“Seon Rain does not need to know how to hotwire a car, wire a bomb, or how to properly severe a hamstring or artery,” Kita scolded, pulling out dry clothing for them.
“Humph,” she huffed. “I liked you so much better when you weren’t getting laid.”
“Mother, stop,” he scolded. “We have not slept together, and I am not going to sleep with my client. Regardless of what you and father, Lula and Will, and everyone else in our family has done, I will not follow in their footsteps… We kissed.”
“What?” Evie asked, dumbfounded. “Another peck?”
Kita smiled. “No. It was passionate, open mouths, tongues… We kissed and it was worth it.”
“Worth what?” she asked with a sigh, well aware where this conversation was going.
If nothing else, her son was rather predictable when it came to his sense of honor.
“Terminating my contract for,” Kita said as if it were obvious. “I will call you tomorrow. The others will ambush us on the third leg of our vacation, feel free to join us with Father in Monaco.”
Now Evie was truly concerned.
“Son, before you do anything foolish, please just slow down and stop thinking with your heart and head. Okay?” she pleaded. “Think with your prick, if you must, but stop this foolishness. You are not one of Myo Mi-Sun’s on screen love interests. You are her bodyguard, the only person that she will permit to keep her safe-”
Kita chuckled, cutting her off. “No. I am not having this discussion with you right now. Goodnight, Mother,” he said before hanging up. “Hypocritical to say the least considering you have been telling me to get laid since this assignment started.”
There was a knock at the door.
Kita grabbed his gun and kept it down at his hip before answering the door.
It was room service.
Kita waved the young man in, motioning for him to leave the two carts in the dining room.
“You someone important?” the young man asked, handing him the check. “You aren’t Italian.”
“No, I am not,” Kita replied in Italian, signing the slip. “And no, I am not Italian. Is everything requested there?” he asked. “And no allergen contamination?”
“Yes. The Chef was not happy to have to come in for a special visitor this late. If you can afford this room that means you can afford his tantrum in the kitchen and the check.”
The young man continued to look around the suite.
“Is there anything else?” Kita asked, annoyed.
“One overnight bag but enough food for ten people,” the young man said. “I don’t see anyone else, unless they are hiding under the bed or in the bathroom. That’s suspicious, especially since you came in this late. That means either you have someone with you that shouldn’t be with you, or you are security for someone of importance… Or perhaps you are trying to get away from the media and prying eyes so you can enjoy the pleasures of the flesh in private?” he mused, wagging his brows.
Kita shook his head; only one person would word things like that, and it was nearly verbatim to what he heard when he informed the others of his plan to split up the security detail. “Tell William to leave us alone otherwise I will use him as target practice,” he warned, motioning towards the door.
The young man smirked. “Dad said you better do something he would do otherwise you’re walking back to Seoul,” the young man teasingly said, heading out the door with a wave. “Thank you for the ninety-percent gratuity, and the name is Leon and I will be at your service for the duration of your European vacation,” he said with a sweeping bow.
“Uh huh,” Kita grumbled, closing the door then locked it.
“Do I even want to know?”
He looked over his shoulder then smiled; Rain wore one of the complimentary fluffy white bathrobes and a pair of slippers, her hair was washed and braided over one shoulder.
“Leon is one of William’s hacker children, of course,” Kita said. “The hotel William suddenly has a financial interest in so he arranged for our stay without telling Lula. If we need assistance from the hacker variety or someone to run errands, that is the person to do it.”
Rain gave him a look; that wasn’t normal in the least…
But then again, neither is William Lee.
“I knew you would be hungry so I made sure they had a Seon Rain worthy spread prepared for our late arrival that would not kill you,” Kita offered with a shrug. “Help yourself while I shower?”
Rain smiled wide and skipped up to him then hugged him tight. “You are amazing boyfriend material,” she informed him, looking up at him.
Kita shook his head. “No, no I am not.”
“Agree to disagree, Kita Yasuhiro,” Rain said, getting up on her tiptoes then kissed him on the cheek. “You are perfect fiancé material,” she corrected and he smiled. “You better hurry up and shower otherwise you’ll miss out on the Japanese cheesecake I know you ordered.”
His eyes widened. “You truly are becoming a villain.”
“Yes, and you like it!” she smugly informed him with the wag of her brows, and he chuckled.
Yes, Kita liked it much more than he should but there was nothing he could do about it now.
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