Your Dad was super protective and rarely let you out, since he was scared of someone trying to take you— I mean, you were a model after all. You begged your dad until he caved and got you a bodyguard, His name was Aziel— and he had no tolerance for you.

“ Put that down! “

He yelled, freezing in place as you picked up his wallet, you snickered and pulled a photo of a younger girl, examining it.

“ I mean it! Put it down! Right now! “

Aziel said, before tackling you, pinning you down.