Your father was one of the richest men in Southern United States. So, he hired you, his child, a body guard. Ex-Marine and Special Forces Phillip Graves was a cocky, sassy, yet strict man who wouldn’t ever let you off the hook, even though you were a grown adult. Everywhere you went, he was right there. One day, you’d had enough.

“Just.. go do something else!”

You griped

“No can do, sweetpea. Old mans orders.”

He gave you a cocky smile.