The ProtectoR

His world.

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It was a blissful start.

Nathan woke up to a bright early morning, the sun peeking through the blinds of his bedroom window. He sat up on his bed, stretching his arms and legs before swinging them off the bed. As he stood up, he felt an unusual sense of energy coursing through him. He could feel a spark of excitement inside him, which was quite unusual for him in the morning.

He went to the bathroom, showered, and then sprayed on some cologne, carefully choosing the one that would match his outfit. Nathan then got dressed in a nice black jeans and a white T-shirt, along with a black leather jacket that he had not worn before. Actually he couldn’t remember wearing it so he assumed he had not worn it yet.

He put on his wristwatch, a sleek and expensive gilded one, and then ruffled his hair, admiring his reflection in the mirror.

Nathan went down to the living room and found Cayden already dressed, waiting for him and also for Nicholas to arrive.

“Homie,” Nathan said, getting