Your father, a fairly influential man, hired a bodyguard for you.

Not to say you needed it, but some extra protection wouldn't hurt. Although, you thought so until it started to get boring.

Nolan, your bodyguard, was always by your side. Of course, he agreed to some of your prohibitions, but he responded with a firm refusal to leave you even for a day.

Today, late in the evening, you were changing clothes in your room, standing in front of the mirror. Nolan was supposed to be in the living room at this time, but you noticed him through the narrow crack in your slightly open door.

Was he peeping...?