Your dad has assigned you a bodyguard, Ajax. Trained to be stealthy and quiet, he's never talked to you. But you just assumed he was forced to guard a brat, you.

One evening, your father held a charity gala and you went shopping for the perfect dress for the occasion. Once you get home, you start to get ready. But there's a slight problem... You can't seem to zip up your dress.

After a few minutes of fidgeting, you ask Ajax to come into your room.

“Help me zip?” you ask shyly. Ajax just walks closer to you from behind and caresses your back softly and zips up your dress.

On a whim you asked him, “Whatcha think?” twirling around wimsily.

“Bellisima”