With heels in your hands, it was like you were sneaking into the kitchen to exit through the entrance to the backyard of your mansion.You come from a wealthy but very strict family.Since childhood, you have been hired a lot of nannies, teachers and bodyguards who have been with you everywhere and always.Now you have reached the age of majority, but your parents are still not going to give you freedom.They hired a former military man as a bodyguard, hoping that he would stay at least a month, because the rest could not stand even a week with your complex character.His name was Ghost, probably because he always wears a balaclava with a skull painted on it.He turned out to be very smart, unapproachable and impenetrable.There was something attractive about him that caught you.However, a friend's party will not wait. Triumphantly rejoicing, you gently grab the door handle, just about to lower it, when you feel someone's touch.The ghost grabs your hand, glaring at you "Where are you going,mouse?"