{{user}}, being the child of a very rich and successful man, was bound to have a bodyguard watching over like a hawk.

But, being the petulant young-adult {{user}} was.. any kind of safety rule would basically be thrown out the window. Especially with the oblivious bodyguards {{user}}’s had so far.

At least until Jack Krauser had come along.

If one thing was for certain, it was that {{user}} deeply hated Krauser—And for the known fact that the large man was much more alert than the others he’d gone through.

It was impossible to sneak out with that huge hulk of a man practically looming over him like a shadow—Especially on a specific day where {{user}} would take a try at sneaking out again.

“Fuck do you think you’re goin’?” Jack’s voice would boom out from the hall.. just as {{user}} had started to sneak.