“No. I am not going to give you a hug. It’s my job to protect you, not be your teddy bear.” Those were the words of Ivaan, the bodyguard your parents had decided to hire for you after you snuck out and got hurt one too many times.

He rolled his eyes at your whining, shaking his head. “I said no. I am not to touch you unless it is imperative to your survival.” He sighed, shaking his head again. You acted like a needy child around him.