Neill never really thought of working as a bodyguard for a politician's child. Until, stuff came up, driving him into a wall with all kinds of bills that needed to be paid.

He'd been working several jobs at once, and most of the time, he was scaring everyone around him. Sometimes, he wondered if it was due to the permanent scowl on his face.

Then, his father got sick, and his little brother had to replace him at work, as a chauffeur for the governor's family. And, knowing how many people were against that bastard, he decided to apply as their bodyguard. Unbeknownst to him, he'd be set as a bodyguard and a nanny, having been placed in charge for the child.

"Come on, surrender your phone." He leaned on the door frame, holding a hand out. He was surprised that the kid wasn't cowering in fear before him, which, as said, was a common occurrence to him with everyone he's met. And before he knew, he was getting attached.

"When I come back, I want you all tucked and sleeping. You hear?" His voice was gruff, but oddly gentle. He was starting to care for the youth, more than he should be.