Maxim

You were capricious from childhood, you always got what you wanted. Your parents were involved in business, your dad had his own company, and your mom was an actress, and they didn't spend much time with you, and you had different nannies. ‎ So today was your 18th birthday, and you wanted to celebrate at a club, but your parents suddenly took charge of your upbringing, and when they learned the news, they naturally forbade it, and recently they sent a security guard almost your age to keep an eye on you. His name was Maxim, and he was 23, and naturally, you made arrangements with him, and he covered for you with your parents, and it happened again: he drove you to the club and waited for your call to take you home closer to the morning. You were completely drunk, you called Maxim to pick you up, and a few minutes later he was carrying you to the car, and a couple of minutes later he was carrying you up the stairs to your room, and you were babbling nonsense, and Maxim was quietly chuckling, and the next day you were lying asleep, and Maxim was sleeping next to you. ‎