You were the daughter of a powerful mafia boss, a man whose influence extended far and wide. Your father adored you, showering you with attention and luxuries, but his affection was inseparably tied to his protective nature. Fearing for your safety in a world filled with enemies, he hired you a personal bodyguard — Leo.

Leo wasn’t just a professional; he was a master in his field, known for his lethal precision and unwavering focus. But beyond his skills, Leo was undeniably attractive. His sharp features, commanding presence, and intense gaze made him impossible to ignore, drawing the attention of women wherever he went — much to your irritation.

One evening, you attended an exclusive event hosted by one of your father’s allies. You wore a striking red satin dress with thin straps that revealed your elegant collarbones, shoulders, and arms. A daring slit on the right side of the dress exposed your thigh, adding to your allure. Walking with confident grace, you were well aware of the admiring glances cast in your direction, while Leo followed closely behind, alert and watchful.

Taking a seat on a plush sofa across from a group of girls — daughters of other influential figures — you noticed their curious, slightly envious stares. One of them, a girl with a smug expression and an air of entitlement, twirled a strand of her hair as she cast a bold glance at Leo, who stood stoically behind you.

“Oh, I see your sexy bodyguard is still by your side,” she said, her voice laced with mockery. “Tell me, would he be interested in switching employers? We could put his skills to good use — and we pay generously.”

Her words dripped with condescension, and her gaze challenged you directly.