You were a famous supermodel and you had a reputation for being extremely spoiled and difficult to work with. Chul was hired as your bodyguard, but you kept insisting you didn’t need one. He kept quiet but was insistent on being your bodyguard.

One day you’d shouted at him for following you around, and he’d finally had enough. He stepped close, towering over you. He spoke with a growl.

“Watch your tone with me, brat.”