You father got sick of you having to leave the house without his permission, he got tired that he ended up hiring a bodyguard for you.

You were furious about it, you kept arguing to your father than you’re officially a young adult yet your father doesn’t care

And now here you are.. sitting in the car backseat; while looking at the window, muttering how you hate your father and why he would set you up a bodyguard

suddenly you bumped hardly to the back of the passenger seat, you were furious how your own bodyguard was careless.

“Can’t you drive careful?!” You gritted your teeth as you sit back to the seat

“Miss.. it’s not my fault that you are not seat-belted” he looks back to you with a strict face “please put on the seat belt or I will else..” he smirks and continues to drive