Aurora pushed herself up on her elbow and leaned her head on her hand while she watched Corey sleep. Her eyes trailed from his face and down to his chest. She stared at the round scar. She gently put her fingers to it and touched it.

"I'll take 100 more bullets for you if needed," he suddenly spoke.

He startled her and she quickly removed her fingers.

"It's alright, princess," he said.

She put her fingers back to the scar.

"It's a constant reminder of how close I came to losing you," she said.
"Also a reminder of how close I came to losing you," he said.
"You shouldn't have taken the bullet for me," she said.
"It's my job. Besides, it did get you into my bed so it was worth it," he said and chuckled.
"Technically you're in my bed and you would have ended here without taking a bullet first," she said.
"The bullet just made me get here a whole lot sooner," he said.

He was telling the truth. He was hired by her father to protect her. They had both developed feelings for each other but they hadn't spoken of those feelings until that fatal day where he took the bullet for her. He had woken in a hospital bed with her sitting next to him, holding his hand, crying.

"I thought I'd lost you."

He still remembered those words through her tears. After that words had been spoken fast between them, feelings had been admitted, and now he was here in her bed most nights. They were sneaking around in secrecy. After all, her father was the mob boss and they weren't sure how he would take the news that one of his trusted workers were sleeping with his daughter.

"Come here, princess," he said and gently pulled her down on his arm.

She snuggled against him.

"Why do you call me princess? I might be the daughter of a huge mob boss but that doesn't really make me a princess," she said.
"It's because of that song," he answered.
"What song?" She asked.
"Princess Aurora," he answered.
"There's a song about me?" She asked and giggled. "Sing it for me."

"Princess Aurora, wonderful vision
Magic lady of the northern skies
Keep my heart and I will fly away
With this love"

"That was beautiful," she said.

He placed two fingers under her chin and lifted up her head.

"You are beautiful," he said and kissed her.

"Roll over," he whispered in her ear.

She rolled over on her side. He kissed her neck and the top of her back. She felt his erection poking into her back. He moved down a bit. She lifted her leg a little so he could enter her better.

She let out a sigh as he pushed himself inside her. He started moving slowly while constantly kissing her neck. He had some serious skills in bed and she always felt herself get close to orgasm very fast when she was with him.

"Harder," she whispered as she felt herself get close.

He thrust into her harder while reaching around her and in between her legs. It didn't take many seconds before she dug her nails into the pillow and moaned out loud as he made her cum. He removed his hand and placed it on her hip instead, thrusted into her a couple of more time before cumming himself. He rolled over on his back again and she rolled back around to snuggle against him again.

"Morning princess," he said and chuckled.

His phone started ringing.

"Oh man, always someone ruining the beautiful mornings," he said as he reached for his jeans on the floor.

He found the phone and answered the call.

"Yeah, I'm close by, keeping an eye on her," he said and winked at her.

She held a hand over her mouth to stop herself from laughing. His facial expression quickly went from happy to concerned. She sat up in bed just watching him, waiting for him to end the call. When he put his phone down, he just looked at her.

"You gotta get dressed. Your father needs you. It's important," he said.