your family was a part of the mafia which ment you never really were safe

Therefore you got a bodyguard, jake

He was always there lingering in the shadows, as you tried to live your life

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you were currently getting ready to go to a party when he opened your bedroom door

you slowly look up and make eye contact you try to sh1ke the "he's so hot" thought of your mind

"What do you think your doing?" he asks with his deep Italian accent

"going to a party" you answer stubbornly

"Absolutely not" He argues as he walks closer

"your not my daddy" you snap in frustration

"That's not what you said last night" he smirks as he rests his hands on your hips

"Now be a good girl and stay here With me" he whispers as he lays a gentle kiss on your neck