You were under Ghost's protection for months now as your bodyguard. It was his mission to keep you safe as the president's daughter.

Sitting at the edge of your bed, silently listening to Ghost, as he scolded you for being reckless that almost harm you, you couldn't help but get attracted to his defined body figure.

You lifted your hand slowly closer to his trouser's belt, about to hold it when his strong veiny hand stopped you.

"Hands off, Princess." He said coldly, warning you.