Just a Bit Wicked

Usually Sebastian is a refreshed person in the morning.However, after half a night of tossing and turning, he was awakened by a phone call from his manager, and he was really upset.

"...Hurry up, get up—"

"Wait, what's wrong?" Sebastian rubbed his eyes and said in a daze.

Zooey sighed. "Did you listen to what I said? The photo shoot of "The Gentleman" will start four hours later. Did you forget? I hope you are in good shape and eating junk food."

Sebastian recalled guiltily the ice cream he'd eaten the day before in a fit of anger—all because of Vlad's nonsense. "Of course." He didn't tell the truth.He did remember a recent shoot, but the previous few days were so exciting that he forgot the date.

"That's good," Zoe said. "Although we don't want you to look too perfect. You also know that "The Gentleman" likes a more authentic look. They are going to shoot the first set of stills in your hometown-you don't forget, huh?"

Sebastian yawned, trying to wake himself up, but was still sleepy. "Of course." He did not forget.The style of the magazine straddles the line between fashion and art, and the editors like to give fashion shoots a story, or at least a message; they like to find inspiration in the personal history of the models.Sebastian has shot blockbusters for many fashion magazines, but this time is very different.

At first he hesitated, wondering if he should take the job.He wasn't sure if he wanted to share his down and out teenage years with the world.Zoe convinced him, not just because of the pay, but because the photos could send a powerful message to depressed, struggling teens: Even if you're at the bottom of society, you can still be a great person as an adult.This reason finally convinced Sebastian.

"That's great!" Zoe said. "And one more thing, honey, you need a bodyguard. Your attack has been in every newspaper and TV news. You can't be out in public without protection - it will have a negative impact on the agency. We found you one and he should pick you up in half an hour."

"Okay." Sebastian sighed.

"Good luck."

"Thanks." Sebastian hung up the phone.

He looked at the clock.He hoped that the brokerage company could find a competent bodyguard in such a short period of time.He's not stupid, and he's not careless either.The shoot has long been announced, and most of it took place outside.For those attackers, this is a golden opportunity.

He was full of worries and worries.Trying to ease the feeling, he got up and got out of bed.

Sebastian finished washing, changed his clothes, and walked out of the room.He had to tell Luke he was going out today.

Luke is in the kitchen.There are others too.

Sebastian saw Vlad and Luke talking intently.Without stopping, he walked into the kitchen.Both looked up at him.

"Good morning," Sebastian greeted, pouring himself a cup of tea.

"Are you going out?" Luke asked.

"Yes, I want to go back to my hometown to take some hard photos."

"Canceled," Vlad said.

Sebastian had successfully ignored Vlad until now.He turned around. "Excuse me, what did you say?"

Sebastian thought Vlad would avoid meeting his gaze after what happened last night, but Vlad met his gaze without evading it. "Cancel," he repeated. "My informant at the police station called just now. Someone from the group of people who were arrested last time said that his accomplices are planning to make a big fuss today."

Sebastian frowned. "Why today?"

"Today is 'National Coming Out Day,' Seba," Luke reminded him.

"Oh, I don't remember that at all," Sebastian said softly.He looked at Vlad. "Did that guy mention any specific plans for those lunatics?"

Vlad shook his head. "All he knows is that they're going to do something to two LGBT public figures today. Last time they missed on you, it's clear they're going to do it again. Cultists don't usually give up halfway."

"How many people know you're taking pictures today?" Luke asked.

Sebastian pursed his lips. "Everyone knows. It doesn't make sense to keep it secret anyway, because most of the shooting scenes are in public places."

"You've got to cancel," Luke said, frowning.

"I can not."

Vlad snorted. "Don't act like a brainless little fool—"

"I can't really cancel," Sebastian said, staring at him. "I signed the contract. The editorial department won't delay the shoot, they have deadlines." He looked at Luke. "Don't worry, the agency will send me a bodyguard."

The door intercom rang. "Just say someone might be there." Sebastian walked over and picked it up.

After waiting for 10 minutes, the security personnel downstairs finished the security check and allowed the bodyguard to go upstairs.

They are waiting in the living room.Vlad suddenly asked: "Do you know what level he is?"

Sebastian was surprised that Vlad cared about it.He shrugged. "I haven't seen him."

Vlad looked at him seriously. "Please help me figure it out. Are you planning to entrust your life to a person you have never met? You don't even know how much he weighs. Do you know how many laymen are pawning for others in order to make some quick money?" Bodyguard?"

Sebastian glared at him angrily, feeling his face burn.How could Vlad always make him feel stupid so casually?

"The brokerage company will definitely hire someone reliable." He didn't want to show weakness.

"All right," Vlad said. "Then let's try." Vlad, dressed in black as usual, walked to the elevator door and chose a place to stand.

The timing is perfect.After a while, the elevator door slowly opened.

As soon as the bodyguard had crossed the threshold, Vlad gave him a chokehold and pressed the gun to his temple.The man was even bigger than Vlad, but it was useless.Vlad pushed him away.

"This is your professional bodyguard?" Vlad looked disgusted.

Sebastian stared at the stranger. "I'm still cheering you on," he said sullenly. "Now I have to bear with his bragging face."

"Sebastian, it looks like Vlad was right," Luke said reluctantly. "This guy is obviously not very good. No offense." He glanced at the man and added.The man's face was tangled, with an expression of embarrassment and exasperation on his face.

Sebastian sighed. "What do you think I should do? I don't have time to find another bodyguard."

Luke smiled, a little apologetically. "There's always Vlad."

"No." Sebastian and Vlad said in unison.Then, they stared at each other.

Luke went to the sofa and sat down, picked up the book he had thrown there, and said, "Vlad, I'm going to lend you to Sebastian. Don't protest, Roman agrees, as long as I stay Just stay at home, and I don't plan to get up from the sofa in the short term. If you have any dissatisfaction, go to Roman." Luke smiled calmly and began to read.

Sebastian couldn't laugh or cry.Luke obviously felt he was doing him a favour, and he couldn't explain to Luke that he was doing him a disservice.

Sighing, he dismissed the bodyguards sent by the brokerage company, grabbed the car keys, and walked towards the elevator.

To be precise, Sebastian felt rather than heard, and Vlad followed; Vlad's tall body did not bring him a sense of security, but made him irritated.His skin was hot and his muscles tensed.He wished his thoughts weren't so chaotic.

God, it's going to be a long day.