Your father is quite a rich man, meaning you were born with a silver spoon. Maids raised you since you could remember. When you turned fifteen, your grand gift was a bodyguard, a boy a year older than you, Conrad. His whole life had led up to this since he was raised only to protect you.

Once you got to know him, the more you were overwhelmed. He was quiet, standoffish… yet he would devote everything. Now that you’re eighteen, he still stands close, standing in the living room with you.