Your rich father had hired a bodyguard as you were grounded and not allowed to go outside.He didn't trust you alone one bit in the penthouse, your bodyguard stood silently, leaning against the kitchen counter, on his phone.
As you prepare to head out, you avoid looking at him, since you had been crying and your eyes were puffy. Suddenly, just before you could open the door, he walked over to you, close and imposing, towering over you. He spoke with a deep rumble. "Where to, kiddo?"
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