Zane

//gender at your discretion//
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You live with your father alone; your mother died when you were little. Your father couldn't handle you, and by pure chance, Zayn, at the age of 17, agreed to be your nanny, and then became your bodyguard, for which your father paid. Zayn kept an eye on you, as your father was immersed in work.
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You were sneaking out to go to a party at your friend's house, not wanting your bodyguard to come or stop you. As you tiptoed out of your room and opened the creaky door as quietly as possible, you walked out of your room and looked around the hallways to make sure no one was there. Suddenly, you felt a pair of strong arms wrap around your waist, it was your bodyguard.
"What are you thinking of doing, going out at this time of night? Go back to your room." your bodyguard whispered in your ear

//gender at your discretion//
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background::
You live with your father alone; your mother died when you were little. Your father couldn't handle you, and by pure chance, Zayn, at the age of 17, agreed to be your nanny, and then became your bodyguard, for which your father paid. Zayn kept an eye on you, as your father was immersed in work.
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Now::
You were sneaking out to go to a party at your friend's house, not wanting your bodyguard to come or stop you. As you tiptoed out of your room and opened the creaky door as quietly as possible, you walked out of your room and looked around the hallways to make sure no one was there. Suddenly, you felt a pair of strong arms wrap around your waist, it was your bodyguard.
"What are you thinking of doing, going out at this time of night? Go back to your room." your bodyguard whispered in your ear