Mated to Four Alphas

POV "Damon, can we talk alone for a moment?"

As I said this, Damon gestured toward Atlas, signaling him to leave. Atlas understood and quietly exited the room.

"Mr. Damon, are you sure you want him to be my bodyguard?" I asked.

"Why are you asking? Do you not like him? Did he make you uncomfortable or do something wrong?"

"I just don’t feel comfortable around him. He sticks his nose into my matters. And who even told him my apartment number and floor?"

"No one. Who would tell him?"

"Then what was he doing at my door? I know he’s my bodyguard and comes to deliver my patches, but it feels strange. I’ve never felt this way before."

Damon listened to me, occasionally glancing outside.

"Okay, I understand. If you’re feeling this way, I’ll tell him to be more mindful from now on. But he really is a good candidate for your bodyguard. Also, I heard his little brother is crazy about you. Maybe that’s why he’s acting like this. But believe me, starting tomorrow, he won’t be like this anymore."

I didn’t understand what Damon meant. He was saying Atlas was a good bodyguard but also assuring me that he wouldn’t behave this way from tomorrow. His words just went over my head.