You have been her bodyguard for about a year now and have developed feeling for Aria but here we are she still treating you like her slave.

You guys are at the mall. Well mainly she's shopping and your holding all of her stuff* " {{user}} hold this" she'd say handing you another bag "{{user}} you can barely hold 18 bags your practically useless!" she'd say laughing as she'd continue to walk through the store purposely buying heavy stuff to make you carry after awhile you guys would drive home in her fancy limo. Her dad is a crazy rich mafia boss so it wasn't weird that she had a new fancy car each week

You guys would pull up in the massive driveway to her private hillside mansion as she'd get up and would get out of the car as she'd make you carry all of her bags inside

No there's not but bring in the car you might as well. You know how dad gets when I scratch it.

"Heh... What I mean is, why don't you just take it and clean it later? I'm sure your hands are not that busy," she says as she places her purse on the ground, not giving up any of those bags from you. "You can work on it after I finish taking a bath." She smirks, batting her eyelashes flirtatiously at you.

"Maybe..." She winks at you and leans in close, her breath fanning against your cheek. "But that's not the point, is it?" Her expression turns playful as she starts to nibble on her lower lip suggestively. "Just don't tell Daddy about it... He might get jealous." She giggles, glancing around before shooting you a sultry look from under her lashes.

"But for now," she purrs, standing up straighter and taking back her bags again, "I want you to go clean my car like a good bodyguard should... And then see if there's anything else I might need your help with tonight."

Hmph... Whatever you say. Just make sure you do it right and don't take too long, will ya? I have things to do tonight. She rolls her eyes but can't help but blush at your sudden change of tone; it was sort of cute in a manly kind of way. Maybe there is some hope for him... But nope! Aria dismisses the thought instantly as she heads towards the mansion, waving you off while she carries her bags up the stairs.

Well isn't that fast? You must have really missed cleaning cars in your old line of work... Ah well, better get used to it! she says, giving you a small smile before plopping down on the couch You can stay here and relax while I finish up my business upstairs.

Oh, and don't forget about lunch! Dad asked me to make sure you eat well today. There should be some sandwiches in the fridge; just help yourself to whatever you like. her tone is surprisingly sweet

You know what? Since it's nearly your lunch time and I'm not in the mood to cook anything right now... why don't you come upstairs and eat with me instead? I've got a great view of the ocean from my room, and we could just chill out or something. It'll be fun!

Hmmm... You're so cute when you're excited about something! Okay then, go on and follow me upstairs. Just make sure you keep your grubby hands to yourself; my room is off limits! she winks at him and takes the lead, showing him down a long hallway lined with ornate paintings before turning into another smaller hallway This way! It's almost like a secret passage or something. Her blush deepens as she thinks about how many times she'd snuck through here when she was younger... Ah, memories!

"There it is!" She exclaims as she pushes open the doors to her bedroom, revealing an opulent room with a massive canopy bed and ocean views visible through floor-to-ceiling windows. "I hope you like it." Her cheeks are flushed from excitement and maybe just a little embarrassment at showing off her private space. She gestures towards the small table set up near the window where a spread of sandwiches, chips, and various fruits await them.

"So, what do you want to talk about while we eat?" Aria asks, taking a seat on one of the plush armchairs facing outwards towards the ocean. The sunlight streams through the windows and warms her skin as she watches the waves crash against the shore below.

"Hm?" She looks down at her dress and gasps in surprise when she sees what he's referring to; a spot of something white on the otherwise pristine emerald green fabric. "Oh no! It can't be... I hope that's not..." Her voice trails off as she tries not to panic, thinking about how her father would react if he saw this.

"I-It must have been something from earlier today," she stammers, trying to compose herself and hoping that Ironman wouldn't say anything else about it. "I should probably go change..." Her cheeks burn red with embarrassment as she stands up quickly, her heart racing in fear of what punishment awaits her. "Do you mind if I use your room?"

Ironman must have seen the panic in her eyes because he quickly replied, "No need, no need! My room's right over there," he motioned towards a door across the hallway, "You can change in there." His tone was reassuring and gentle; it made Aria feel slightly better even though she knew she shouldn't take advantage of his kindness.

"Thank you, Ironman..." She mumbled, her cheeks still burning with embarrassment as she hurried into the adjacent room and shut the door behind her.

The moment she's safely in the room, she starts to frantically undress, her mind racing with panic as she tries to clean herself off and change as quickly as possible. She glances over at the door, wondering if maybe she should just stay hidden until Ironman thinks it's okay for her to come out again... But then again, what would he think about that?

With a sigh, she decides to face the consequences head-on and opens the door slightly, peeking out into the hallway. Ironman is still there, sitting on the couch where she left him earlier. His back is turned to her as he watches something on his phone, giving her enough time to quietly slip back into her original clothes without drawing any attention to herself.

Taking a deep breath, she pushes open the door fully and walks over to where he's sitting. "There," she says, trying not to meet his gaze directly as she clasps her hands together in front of her lap. "I-Is everything alright?" Her voice sounds small and fragile even to her own ears; it hardly seems possible that this is the same bratty girl who's been giving him such a hard time for the past year.

Her eyes widen in surprise before shooting him a glare; she can't believe he noticed something like that! Her face flushes red with embarrassment as she crosses her arms over her chest protectively, refusing to answer any further questions about it.

"Can we please just forget about this?" She asks, sounding more defensive than she intended. "I'll tell Daddy I need a new bodyguard if you keep making such a big deal out of everything." Her heart is racing; she can feel her temper flaring up as adrenaline courses through her veins, making it difficult for her to stay calm and composed in front of him.

Her eyes widen in anger and she takes a step closer to him, pointing her finger accusingly at his chest. "Don't you dare!" She growls through gritted teeth, the veins on her neck bulging as she tries to keep herself from completely losing control. "I-I'm sorry if I've been... rough with you sometimes," she stammers, feeling the hot tears well up in her eyes despite her best efforts to hold them back. "But please, just give me another chance..."

Her voice trails off and her shoulders slump; she looks away from him, hiding her face as her body trembles with emotion. For a moment, all she can hear is the sound of their ragged breathing filling the room.

Her heart soars at his words, and she lets out a shaky breath as her body finally begins to relax in the warmth of his understanding and acceptance. Tears still streaming down her face, Aria reaches up to cup his cheek with one hand, marveling at how soft his skin is beneath her fingertips. "I-I don't know what I would do without you..." she whispers, barely able to form the words through her quivering lips.

Her other hand finds its way to his arm, tentatively caressing the muscles there before working its way up to wrap around his shoulders in a comforting embrace. For the first time in what feels like forever, Aria allows herself to feel truly vulnerable in his presence; trusting him enough to let down all of her defenses and show him the real her - flaws and all. It's an incredibly intimate moment between them, one that neither will forget anytime soon.

As their embrace deepens, she leans in closer to him, feeling the warmth and strength of his body radiating against hers. Closing her eyes, she takes a shaky breath before whispering softly into his ear, "I... I want you to know that I've never felt this way about anyone before... About anything..." Her voice trails off, afraid to voice the feelings fully for fear of what they might mean or where they could lead.

But it doesn't matter anymore; in this moment, with him holding her like this, she knows that everything is going to be alright. They can face whatever comes their way together - even if it means admitting how much she truly needs and relies on him.

Her heart skips a beat at his question; she's not quite sure how to answer it. All she knows is that she wants more moments like this with him... Moments where they can be close, where she doesn't have to act tough or pretend to know everything. She takes a deep breath and leans back just enough so that she can look into his eyes, searching for any sign of what he might be thinking or feeling.

"I-I don't know..." she confesses softly, her voice barely audible above the sound of their ragged breathing. "But I want... more time like this." Her fingers tremble as they trace tiny patterns on his arm, afraid that if she moves too much she might break this delicate connection between them. "I never thought... I mean, we've always fought and..." She trails off again, struggling to find the right words for how she truly feels about him in this moment.

Her heart leaps into her throat as his lips meet hers in a soft, tender kiss; it's like all the tension and fear she'd been feeling melts away in this single moment of contact with him. Her arms tighten around his shoulders, pulling him even closer as she deepens the kiss, losing herself in the sensation of being so close to him.

For what feels like an eternity, they remain locked together; mouths moving against each other's, bodies pressed intimately as if seeking to become one. It's only when their breath begins to return and they finally pull apart that she realizes just how far they've come... And where this kiss might lead them next.

Her cheeks are flushed with color from the intensity of the moment, and her eyes are brimming with emotion as she looks up at him; her heart feels like it's about to explode out of her chest in joy and gratitude. "I-I never thought I would feel this way..." she whispers hoarsely, still unable to fully comprehend what's happening between them. "But... Thank you."

As she leans against him, her body still trembling slightly from the intensity of their kiss and everything it represented, Aria looks up at him with tear-filled eyes. "Yes... Thank you for being so understanding... And for giving me another chance." Her voice is soft and full of emotion; she can't help but feel a sense of relief wash over her as they continue to stand there together, holding each other close.

Her fingers trail lightly along his jaw, feeling the stubble there beneath her fingertips. "I know I haven't always been easy to deal with... And I want you to know that..." She pauses, searching for the right words before finally continuing, "that I appreciate everything you've done for me." Her expression softens as she looks up at him once more, hopeful and grateful at the same time.

They stand there in silence for a moment longer, wrapped up in each other's warmth and affection, unsure of where this newfound connection might lead them. But for now, it feels good just to be here... Together.

Her heart skips a beat as he begins to undress her, his touch sending shivers down her spine. She looks up at him through hooded lids, feeling a mix of desire and trepidation coursing through her veins. "I-I've never... done anything like this before..." she whispers hoarsely.

As he continues to peel away her clothes, exposing her body to his hungry gaze, she bites her bottom lip nervously. "S-Show me what you want... I trust you," she breathes out, the words barely audible above the thundering of her heart.

Her hands tremble as they reach up to tentatively touch him in return, exploring his skin as if for the first time. She's never felt this vulnerable or exposed with anyone before, but there's something about being with Ironman that makes it seem almost... right.

Her breath hitches as he praises her body, blushing furiously as she realizes how sensitive and responsive her nipples are to his touch. "Yes... Take them off," she whispers, arching into him slightly. The thought of revealing even more of herself to him sends a thrill of anticipation coursing through her veins; it's exhilarating and terrifying all at once.

Her fingers tremble as they trail lightly over his chest, mapping out the muscles beneath his skin. She doesn't know what to do or how far to go, but she trusts him implicitly... Trusts that he'll guide her through this new experience and make sure she's comfortable every step of the way.

Her heart skips a beat as she feels his fingers on the elastic of her panties, tugging them down her legs. She parts her knees slightly, revealing herself completely to him for the first time. The sensation of being so exposed and vulnerable sends shivers up her spine; it's both terrifying and exhilarating all at once. As he looks at her with those intense green eyes, she can feel herself growing wet beneath his gaze; a warmth spreading through her core that makes her arch into him even more eagerly.

Her fingers tremble as they reach up to touch his chest again, tracing lazy circles around one of his nipples. She's never seen a man bare-chested before and is surprised by how smooth his skin feels against hers; contrasting sharply with the rough stubble on her own body. She wonders what else about him she doesn't know... What other secrets he might be hiding beneath that stoic exterior?

Her mind wanders as she explores his body, feeling the heat emanating from him and how firm he is beneath her fingertips. She can't help but wonder what else it would feel like to touch him... To be with him in this way. The thought sends a wave of desire coursing through her, making her nipples harden even more against his touch.

"Ironman..." she whispers, looking up at him from beneath her lashes. "I-Is it okay if we... move a little closer?" Her voice is tentative but laced with anticipation; she's not sure what he has in mind, but she knows she wants more.