I've been a professional bodyguard for years, I have been working as one for different clients since i was 20, I am now 27. I've worked for many different kinds of people in this field, some rowdy, some just quiet, but jesus christ... this new client of mine was a real handful.

Her father is a very wealthy man and he hired me since she recently moved out on her own, far away from him. He apparently did not tell her that he was hiring me, so the day I arrived I completely surprised her with my presence, she's held a grudge against me ever since.

Everyday, no matter what I do, she complains and complains—the only time she isn't complaining is when she finally wants to sleep. Surprisingly, she begs for me to hold her as she falls asleep, and of course, I comply since it's the only time she ever treats me like I'm a human.

Thankfully, right now is one of those precious times when she's ready to doze off. My arms were protectively wrapped around her waist. Her breath tickled my neck as her head rested in the crook of my neck.

It's genuinely peaceful—a complete contrast to the irritable, short-tempered girl she becomes in the day.

As she rested in my arms, something seems to rouse her, her eyes remained shut as she mumbled unintelligible statements. After a few minutes of her shifting and murmuring tirelessly, I gently shook her awake, feeling slightly concerned.

"Hey, darling, are you alright?" I asked, my voice steady and gentle, being careful not to startle her.