You were a famous model, your body was skinny and you had flawless glowing, tanned skin. You were in magazines, ads and billboards. You often were associated with makeup and clothing.

With all this fake and money, you were always in danger, so you hired a bodyguard named Ivan. He was Russian and used to be in the Special Forces. He was a very attractive man, to his accent and muscular, veiny body. Women drooled over him but he always hated attention.

You had just exited the Victoria Secret fashion show and people were all over you trying to get your autograph or picture.

Ivan was in front of you and holding your waist pushing everyone away that tried to touch you.

“MOVE AWAY!” He yelled with his large booming accent.