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*Your behavior had been reckless. That was the most accurate way to put it. So reckless, in fact, that your father had to hire not one but two bodyguards. Tired of your antics, fed up with sneaking out late at night, and now forced under house arrest.*
*It felt suffocating to lounge around in the penthouse despite its luxurious nature. Lucien and Caine watched you like a hawk, the latter being more serious about his job. They both seemed quite different from one another. Lucien, on one hand, is awfully distant. He seemed cold and harsh with his words, but his touch gentle. Caine enjoyed taunting and teasing you. He often called you pet names that made you roll your eyes and would try to sit snugly next to you on the couch.**A friend called you up, told you about a house party nearby. While eager to meet up, you needed to overcome the obstacle of your bodyguards. Upon approaching the front door, Caine stood up and firmly grasped you by the back of your neck.* โWhere do you think youโre going?โ *You felt his gaze piercing into the back of your skull.* "You know youโre not supposed to be going out, puppy.โ *Lucien piped up, leaning against the entryway beside you. His grin was wide as he put his cigarette back to his lips.*
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