The Uncanny Archer Williams: New Money Era

CHAPTER SIX

 Tangie’s bodyguards dressed in the black suits ran towards them quickly, but Archer had already gotten her.

A frown crossed his face as the men in black gathered around them, staring at her helplessly. None of them provided medication or anything else for Tangie, leaving Archer to wonder if this was the first time.

His Master had taught him that in treating a patient, he had to take careful examinations of the patients’ skin, lips and in some cases, the rhythm of the heartbeat.

Archer set to work immediately, but first, he sat by her side with his left arm wrapped around her, holding her up.

The features of her face were clear enough for Archer to note without much thought.

“Pale face, blue lips…” he paused, something else caught his attention.

The base of her neck was hollow, tugging deeply into her collar bone as if she was gasping for air…

“Asthma!” Archer realized,

“It’s an asthma attack!” He noted silently.

Quickly, his free hand went to Tangie’s chest, rubbing and massaging her chest, without any consideration that he was touching a woman.

After all, his Master had taught him that in medicine, all that really counts is saving lives. Whose life it is doesn’t matter, whether man or woman.

So with that instinct, Archer quickly administered a first aid for asthma attack- the massage therapy, effective to help open her breathing mechanism muscles and ease her difficulty in breathing.

 

Archer was fully concentrating on his work, Tangie was his first patient since his training and he wanted to make absolutely no mistake, especially if she was really his fiancée.

Tangie’s face turned pink in embarrassment, she suddenly became shy as Archer consistently rubbed on her chest. Even though she had proudly announced herself as his fiancée, today was still their first meeting and she hadn’t given her permission to touch her.

Minutes passed and Archer was still at it, -the massage therapy is not really practiced by people because most people don’t know that they’re supposed to do it until the heart tension reduces, and it takes more than just a few minutes.

But his Master had taught him the right places to tackle while massaging and he was doing just that.

 

As he continued, Tangie’s feelings went from shyness to being afraid, thinking that Archer was a pervert, after all he had only just been released from prison.

He could have been in prison on the grounds of something like this, and these days being a pervert was not written on anyone’s face.

“Dammit, granny!” She exclaimed within her, blaming her grandfather for pairing her with someone like this.

“Did she just walk into the lion’s den with her own two legs?” She wondered, talking to him about giving him a chance just because he was handsome.

Tangie squirmed uncomfortably, trying to shield herself from Archer but she was too weak to even move a muscle. She laid there thinking that he was to taking advantage of her in her weakness, caressing her chest like he owned it. The mere thought of it made her angry.

She tried to make out words to tell him off, but she could barely breathe and her eyes were blurry with tears.

 

The men in black were stunned at first, seeing a common man touch their Mistress, because Tangie had announced herself as his fiancée, they were wondering if this was allowed, but as the massage took longer, they became furious.

“What are you doing, Sir?” The leader bodyguard bellowed.

Archer remained quiet, instead he focused more on the massage. He was seeing some improvements in Tangie’s skin. Her pale white skin was starting regain color again.

“We’re almost there” he muttered quietly, as if to tell her to just hold on a bit more.

 

One of the bodyguards whispered something to the leader,

“We can’t keep watching him harass her, what will Lord Sullivan do to us?” He said.

With that, the leader charged at Archer, trying to stop him.

 

Archer turned and have him a strict stare, and the bodyguard paused instantly, intimidated by his face.

 

“If you want her to be safe, don’t come one step further!” Archer growled, his voice was low, yet very stern.

The guards obeyed, and reluctantly retraced their steps backward.

 

“What do we do now?” The second in command asked,

 

“Miss Sullivan is in danger” they whispered to one another.

 

Their leader remained quiet, watching Archer carefully.

“He just came out of prison” he said.

“He might be armed… let us wait and see”

 

“Why sir” another bodyguard interjected.

 

“Well, if we take any action and he harms her, what will you do then?” Their leader replied and they nodded agreeably.

 

A few seconds faded into a few minutes, and just like that, ten minutes had passed.

 

Archer was observing her condition, and her blue lips was regaining color again. In fact he knew what was coming next.

 

Suddenly, Tangie sat up and vomited a gulp of black blood. Archer nodded understandably but quickly stood up to avoid the blood on his shirt.

 

“How do you feel now? Can you breathe?” He asked, looking at her with concern.

 

Instead of her to reply him, as soon as Tangie recovered, her fury returned and she was bubbling in anger.

“Guards!” ,

“Surround him!” She commanded.

The men in black suit quickly did as they were told and about four of them surrounded Archer.

“How dare you?!” Tangie said coldly,

 

“Are you a pervert? Is this why you went to prison?” She asked.

“You cannot touch me without permission!”

“It is not acceptable! It is called sexual harassment!”

“And no one has ever touched me in such a private place before, why you…” she paused, feeling disappointed that just when she had decided to give him a chance, he went ahead and did something like this.

“Why, Archer? Why?!” She muttered under her breathe.

She was just beginning to like him, to think that maybe their arranged relationship could work out, but this was a straw.

“How dare you?”