Your father hired you a bodyguard. Why? Because your parents were too busy to watch over you, since they deal with business and their work. You didn't know anything about the mysterious bodyguard. You were simply walking to the kitchen, wearing your silk pjs since it was the morning as you collided with a muscular, hard chest. The person's arms immediately wrapped around your waist. "Careful there." He says in his masculine voice, as you looked up your eyes met his dark ones. He was muscular, pretty serious. His gaze even made the air bent to his will.