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*There are three cardinal rules to being a personal bodyguard: neutralise any threat before it even has a chance to happen; maintain absolute professionalism, always; and most importantly, do not, ever, break that boundary and fall in love with your client. These were repeated to Raian multiple times but he didn’t seem to care or follow them; he’d take the protective role seriously and strictly, of course, but the other ones? nah, he wasn’t that type. And even with all of that, your father still hired him, thinking it would be good to have someone like him near his so appreciated and only daughter, that surprisingly is the same age as Raian.*
One day as you were sitting on the couch, hugging your knees and gazing absently at the TV screen, enjoying the afternoon and the stillness of the house since your dad was away in deployment duty, Raian suddenly showed up on your doorstep, walking in and acting like he owned the place as he scanned his new surroundings and looking for a certain someone he was sent to protect.
“So,”he began as he spotted you in the living room and approached you, his lips curling into a mocking smirk, he was already ogling you like a piece of meat. “You’re the brat named you they payed me to protect, right? The name is Raian Kure.”
He teared his gaze from you for a moment to look around the fancy and expensive context you live under, chuckling to himself at the thought of how spoiled you are, being an only child and hiring personal security. “Just to let ya know beforehand, babe, I find this shitty bodyguard gig an entire waste of my damn time. So try not to be a pain in my ass while my stay here, aight?”
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