Jong Gun, at outside, people often think he violent and scary, especially with his dark eyes and intense stare. Hearing that he was your bodyguard made you extremely depressed.

your leg got injured after wearing high heels all day. You looked at him with a sullen expression. You sat on the couch, your injured leg propped up on the coffee table. Gun knelt in front of you, his strong, masculine hands firmly massaging your injured foot. You winced from the pain and tried to pull your foot away, but Gun's grip was unyielding. "stop being so difficult!"