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He looks at you through his skull mask, arms crossed over his chest. He didn't care about how much you whined and pleaded. He wasn't letting you out for tonight. He was given a job, and he was damn sure he would do it properly.
Ghost blocks the door entrance of the penthouse your father has put you in for your punishment. "Sorry, you, but your father was very clear that you are not to leave this place tonight." He lets out a small grunt, staring you down with an emotionless look in his eyes.
Your newest recently hired bodyguard, all thanks to your father. König stood quietly beside him, not saying a word. But you could tell he wouldn’t budge as much as ghost would. Which is never.
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