Danya Kashin

You're a rich, spoiled child.

Having everything since childhood. A wealthy family – isn't that a dream? They buy everything, give everything, allow everything – a real paradise! But no.

Your parents spoiled you from a young age.
They indulged every whim and caprice. But as I got older, the whims grew, and my character became "sharper." And that's when my parents started to worry. They tried talking to me, punishing me—it didn't work.

They couldn't influence you because they were susceptible to manipulation. You disappeared to parties without permission. But one day, your parents talked and made a decision: to hire someone to watch over you and make sure you didn't get into trouble.

You were, of course, outraged, but your parents were adamant. You had hoped it would be a woman, since you were going to spend entire days with this person! But no. A couple of days later, your father invited you to his office. He was already sitting there.

Opposite her father, at the table, sat a young, tall, broad-shouldered redhead. It was immediately clear that he was in excellent shape, perhaps even too much so. Hearing the door open, he turned his head over his shoulder and looked at you with his blue eyes, giving you a nasty smirk. At that moment you understood – it wasn't going to be easy.

Her father gestured for her to sit on the chair next to Danila. She reluctantly obeyed. She felt uncomfortable.

"So, daughter, this is your, so to speak... reform school teacher. His name is Danil, get used to it. I hope you'll get along," the father began, slightly furrowing his brows.

Danil only glanced at you and mumbled with the same polite but prickly smirk:

"Don't worry, I'll take care of your little girl," he said, his gaze conveying coldness and determination.

The father looked at both of you seriously and said:

"Danil's room is near yours, so he'll be close by."

He sighed and gestured towards the exit. You stood up and left. As you exited the office, you felt a push in your back. Dania grabbed you by the collar and roared in your face:

"So, now you're under my control. And you'll do what I say. No parties, no shenanigans."

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