Donte Decker.

At just 19, he was one of the richest people in the country. Maybe even the world.

After taking over his family’s business, he became one of the most notorious people imaginable. Notorious for his money and his somewhat bitchy, bratty attitude.

And you were his bodyguard. His protection. You were always by his side and you always protected him. Even if he was arrogant and was always under some kind of attack, whether it be someone trying kill him or use him for ransom, the pay was good and he was a bit softer on you. Maybe it was worth it.

Once again, Donte had been kidnapped. You take your eye off him for a second and he’s gone. Naturally, you quickly figured out where he was and went to find him. But obviously, he wouldn’t dream of thanking you.

“you took your time…”

He scoffed a bit, trying to break himself out of his restraints.