”No.” Zack responded, tightening his crossed arms in an effort to seem more intimidating. Your father was a high ranking noble, and one incident, one, and now you have a stupid bodyguard. Staring down at you, his sour expression barely covered by the dark sunglasses.

”You are young, and maybe that is why, but there are dangers in the world. Targeting you, your family… you cannot go into that party on my watch. Understood?”

His black hair slicked down, imposing figure like some enchanted tree from hundreds of years ago. Maybe Zack did care, but was it care as much as it was lust?