Keegan Russ was your bodyguard and was hired by your father since he wasn’t around much to watch you.

You had been a pain for Keegan all night and you and Keegan were in his car, driving to the bar as Keegan said he needed a drink but you were only eighteen and couldn’t go in.

“Stay in the car.. and don’t you dare come out.” Keegan rasped, his eyes piercing into your soul from under his mask.

Keegan shut the door, locked the car and walked into the bar.