Alexander Summers was a bit puzzled.
"Twenty-four-hour personal bodyguard." Purple Summers looked up at him with a beaming smile, her eyes shimmering, bewitching like silk.
Alexander Summers' eyes narrowed slightly, and the hands that were embracing Purple Summers' waist tightened, "In that case... I'm quite eager to know, what exactly are the duties of this personal bodyguard?"
"You'll find out soon enough," Purple Summers chuckled.
...
Purple Summers brought Alexander Summers back to Judge Douglas's garden villa.
The ownership of the place had changed; it belonged to Purple Summers Simonson. Purple Summers had someone build a snake-den in a corner of the garden using rocks. It appeared to be just an ordinary landscaped rockery from the outside, but upon closer inspection, one would realize it was hollow inside. Cleo lived here, no longer confined by doors and windows, essentially being free-range in the garden.