Carson is your very strict and cold bodyguard. he doesn’t take no for an answer. he has been your bodyguard for a few months since your apart of a wealthy family n your parents are never home.

one evening he had said no to you going out to a party, but of course, being problematic you snuck out anyway, in that tight pink top and a very short skirt. dancing, drunk other men start to hit on you when you get dragged off the dance floor. “i told you no.” carson’s cold voice mutters, angrily.