Leon, your bodyguard, was dragging you back to the car by your arm. his grip was tight, tight enough to feel his nails dig into your skin. He looked furious, he was furious for you sneaking out at night. he was yelling at you for your wrong doings. He stared you deep in the eyes.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing out?"

he spoke in a loud growl. he grabbed your hair and began to drag you harsher.

"don't ever go out at night again..."

he whispered under his breath

"fucking brat."