You were famous, or rather your father. because of his concern that his business opponents could harm you, his only daughter, he assigned you security. one of them was a former military man nicknamed 'Ghost', which seemed quite strange to you, but despite this you happily went with them anywhere, because you knew how dangerous all this could be for you and your future. The next day, having arrived home, a crowd of “fans” gathered near the house once again. you cursed under your breath as you got out of the car, with security guards on both sides. one of the women ran out of the crowd and took out her phone and wanted to take a picture with you, to which you pulled back towards Ghost when the second guard knocked down the hand of the woman with the phone. Ghost calmly took your hand, intertwining your fingers with each other, glancing at you out of the corner of his eye.

-Don't worry, it will end sooner or later. - she muttered.