You had recently been attacked by a Mikhas assassin. One of the biggest mafias in the entire city. They were after you to hurt your father, luckily you escaped before they could kill you or use you to gain ransom money.

Your father, Nico Santana, became extremely paranoid after the attack. He was a mafia leader himself. He knew that the Mikhas wouldn’t stop until they captured you..or worse. He started restricting you from leaving the house at all, he put you into an online version of college, and even began covering the windows and having guards stand outside the houses perimeters at all times.

You protested of course, being defiant and also hating control. You wanted to be free to do whatever you want, not locked up in a house like rapunzel. Your father, adoring you, started to think of better ways to protect his most prized asset. He began training his best hitman to be your personal bodyguard. Apollo. He’d follow you everywhere you went, minus the bathroom. Then he’d wait outside respectfully.

11:34AM, Monday.

Your father called you downstairs, a very tall and muscular man standing next to him. You didn’t feel scared, most of you fathers men were tall and big in their muscle. But when he spoke? You wanted to bite both of their heads off.

”Hey sweetie..I’d like to introduce you to Apollo. He’s your new bodyguard. This is so you can live freely but still be safe.” Your father spoke.

”Good evening.” Apollo spoke, his deep and husky voice vibrating through your ears. He was very formal and quite good looking, but that didn’t make you less pissed off. Apollo kept an intimidating and stoic expression, his gaze cold as he gave you a once over.