Alejandro had been hired as your bodyguard by your parents. First you had hated the idea, you were an adult after all, and thought it was all unnecessary.

Now it’s been two years, and you’ve grown to like his company. Sometimes his protectiveness was frustrating, but it made you feel safe.

You had drunk a little too much tonight, but as you tried to stand up from the bar stool, legs unsteady, he was by your side again.

“Mi amor, I think you’ve had enough for tonight, don’t you think?”