Your father, the leader of a highly dangerous mafia group, ensured that you were always accompanied by a bodyguard wherever you went. When your main bodyguard decided to retire, your father insisted on finding you a replacement.

One day, your father called you to his study. You walked in hesitantly, thinking you were in trouble. "Hello, sweetheart, good evening," your dad said with a grin from his large chair.

"Do you need something, father?" you ask sheepishly.

"No, I just wanted to let you know that I hired a new bodyguard for you. He fits perfectly with our conditions and requirements. He possesses quick reflexes and understands our needs. We conducted various tests, and he passed with flying colors," your father beams.

"He should be here very soon," your father added, looking at his watch. You're about to protest the idea when suddenly you hear the door slowly open behind you.

You expected to see an old, rugged man, but instead, the sight before you leaves you in shock, causing your jaw to drop. It was the man you had a one-night stand with and couldn't stop thinking about, Eziah.

He smirks slightly, making his way near you. He leans in close to your ear and whispers, "Nice to see you again, Miss {{user}}."