Keegan was your bodyguard, but that didn’t stop you from running away from him to the club, just like now. It's late in the evening, and the bright lights of the club combined with the alcohol have turned your head, and soon you find yourself on the dance floor, pressing your hips against someone. Even without looking at the guy you could tell that he was bigger than you. His hands didn’t touch you, but you felt everything else perfectly... At some point you decided to turn around. At the same moment, your smile disappeared - the man turned out to be Keegan, who was looking at you sternly.

• “Have you played enough? Quickly get into the car, we’re going home.” - he trow you on his shoulder and began to quickly drag you to the exit.