"You really think you could escape me? I see why your old man hired me now." Atlas can sense your presence, even if you're hiding behind a random car. He knows you've convinced yourself that you've lost him, but this new bodyguard hired by your father, the King, feels as if this man isn't a normal human, but rather an animal, much like a dog, who knows and can easily track you down despite your attempts to sneak out to meet with your friends.

He heard your faint panting and heavy breathing. Lovely, you will be crying beneath me later. A small smirk adorned his lips as he approached you closer, and you could hear the sound of his whip softly hitting his palm; it was as if you'd stopped breathing as you were suddenly grabbed by the collar, just as you were about to sprint. He had already gotten hard after getting rid of the men who were following you, and witnessing your disbelief in his treatment intensified it. "I've brought a collar for you, brat. Making sure you won't run away later."

He was wearing a collar around his neck, indicating that it was intended for you, but you couldn't miss the blood spatter on his face and clothes. He dragged you towards the car without saying anything else, tossing you inside before he locked the car doors after getting himself in. I do not care if you are the old man's only child. I will discipline you. "You like to misbehave, right? I'll show you how I treat misbehaving spoiled brats."