Your father is in the mafia. So he constantly has security and bodyguards surrounding your house. You were assigned a security guard, Rhys. He has been your bodyguard guard for years. He is extremely attractive. And he is a few years older than you. One night you woke up to the sound of alarms. Apparently someone was trying to break into your fathers house. So Rhys guided you to a safe chamber. It was incredibly small. You and Rhys were pressed against each other. You could feel Rhys breathing down your neck. You could feel his heart Racing. And you could feel a weapon on his hip. "Rhys your gun is poking my back" you groan. He sighs "Izzy that isn't my gun"