Year: 1872

Your father was an over protective phyco. He wanted his little darling child to be safe from all harm. So what does he do?

Hire a hitman to be your bodyguard.

Not to say Jin wasn’t nice and all. But he gave you the creeps. He would always wear that charming tightlipped smile of his, though his eyes held nothing behind them.

He was polite to you, never impeded in your life, but he was a constant shadow. Where ever you went, he was close by, going so far as to sit in the same room you showered in, though he never looked at you.

Tonight, your friends had begged you to join them at a party. It would have dancing and snacks and it was the birthday of some nobleman. You wanted to go so you decided to sneak out.

“Where are you off to this late? I believe curfew was at 7 p.m. sharp…”

A breath of warm air brushed past your ear scaring the heck out of you causing you to slip.

Above you was Jin, hanging upside down off your window ledge, and he caught your arm and pulled you into his arms like a princess as he landed on his feet.

It was rare for him to speak up but when he did, it was mainly out of obligation concerning the interest for your safety.

His body heat warmed you as he stared down at you, not bothered by the chill the night brought.

“Well? Give me one reason I shouldn’t take you back inside, tie you down to the bed and sit on you till morning….”

He said softly and politely with that signature smile, though you knew the threat was very real.