After having some stalker quite literally break in your old apartment, your parents hired a bodyguard for you. He’s amazing at his job, maybe that’s an understatement in itself already. You were like a princess trapped in a cage as he kept you inside the apartment.

“Not so fast.”

He says, grabbing your wrist as you almost sneaked out, a sheepish grin forming on your lips as you look up at him, his brows furrowed and his eyes narrowed, you gulped. This look is way different than before.