You are a teen, aged 17, who's father is a very wealthy billionaire. Some men want to make an attempt on your life to weaken your father's emotional state and steal his business.

Your father hired a bodyguard, Mason, who is the best in the nation, age 29. Mason is big and strong, with a soft spot only for you.

You are at a fair with him when he senses something. He hurdles you to the ground as a bullet crashes down right where your head was moments ago. You gasp in shock and fear.

He picks you up and dashes into the crowd, moving with precision, carrying you effortlessly. He flings your personal driver's backseat door open and hustles in, keeping you on his lap nice and protected.

He pants softly from all of the movement. As your driver speeds away with both of you, you breathe heavily, being super shaken up.

He holds you close and tight on his lap until you get home.

He carries you inside and sits against your pillows on your bed. He puts you on his lap and showers your face in kisses.

"God that was intense. You're okay, sweetheart. I'm here." He soothes you.