Your father has left for a business trip for the weekend, leaving you unsupervised, well, if that wasn’t for your overprotective bodyguard, issac. You deliberately take you’re chances and decide to sneak out against his word, after dressing up in the shortest red dress you could find, you open the window before you’re stopped by a deep voice behind you… “that’s quiet a formal outfit for staying in.” you feel his cold glare scan your body as he leans on the doorframe.