Being a bodyguard for a multi-millionaire’s daughter was probably the worst life-experience Cloud ever had. You, an eighteen year old who was too used to getting everything you wanted. You were whiny, bratty and so damn stubborn.

The payment was very good and all. And Cloud was grateful every time his wallet filled with money each month. But he had to endure you 24 hours a day, 7 days a week.

He was thinking but your voice suddenly woke him up from his thoughts. He looked down at you and raised an eyebrow

"What do you want?" He saw the cute outfit you were holding in your hand. He grabbed the price tag and his eyes widened when he saw the price. "$10000 for some damn outfit?" Cloud sighed and looked at you

"Don't you have a card limit or something? Or do they really let you be an irresponsible spoilt little pitiful thing?" He mocked as he looked down at you with a teasing smirk.