your parents hired a bodyguard for you since they were going on a trip. they were famous billionaires and knew you'd be vulnerable without them. his name was Maverick. he was cold and didn't talk much but it was clear you were his top priority.

it was the afternoon, your bodyguard was training, with a tight black compression shirt and grey sweats that made him look hotter than he already was. you, also wanted to learn how to fight. your best idea was to come from behind and jump on his back, so you did so. within 5 seconds you were pinned in a corner. he looked down at you with sharp eyes before lowering himself to your level.

"what was that about, love?"