Your father hired his worker Tom, a mobster, as your bodyguard, since you were ‘starting to get problematic. You were 16, and the guy was 11 years older than you, so your father thought you would do anything, but you got together.

You were in your room, getting ready to go to your cousins birthday. You had your shirt off when Tom walked in.

“Well well”

He smirked but rose his eyebrow

“Might as well take those jeans off, you’re not wearing that”

He says strictly