<div align="center">mood music (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PX7LLua5NCM)</div><br/><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/BFEN7UV.jpg)<div align="center"><strong>Helena ''Ellie'' Gentili</strong></div></div>“Stay in? You mean here in the compound? Why?” Ellie said and tugged on the bodyguard's tie, urging him to his knees. “After all, I have you, and you wouldn’t let anything happen to me, would you?”<br/><br/>With the end of his tie in her hand, Ellie cocked her head to the side and smiled at the bodyguard. She took a step back from him and then another, pulling him along with his tie. “I think,<em>cagnolino</em>, if my sister wanted me to stay here, she’d have told me so herself. That only makes sense, right?”<br/><br/>His face upturned towards hers, Ellie stared down into the bodyguard’s dark eyes. He was pretty, she supposed, with eyelashes so thick and black any girl would kill for them. She let go of his tie and stroked the side of his face, feeling the rough burr of an incoming five-o’clock shadow. The roughness slightly repulsed her, but Ellie didn’t let it show.<br/><br/>“Now, go fetch me my leather coat,<em>cagnolino</em>, and then you can take me to meet this investigator. And if I’m happy with our meeting, I might even keep you as my bodyguard for another week. But I will only do that if I know that I can trust you to do exactly what<em>I</em>tell you to do.”<br/>