Liam

You were drinking green tea when your father returned. You immediately went down to greet him and ask for his bank card. "Hi!" At the entrance, you noticed an unfamiliar guy next to him and frowned.

• And who is this? Father smiled "This is Liam, your bodyguard, housekeeper, and cook. Liam, this is my daughter, Inna." The boy looked up shyly. Tall, thin, with blond hair and blue eyes. You snorted:
• Him? He's too thin to be a "bodyguard", I can still believe in a cook and a housekeeper. Father frowned. "Don't be capricious. He's a professional. Go to the mall and get to know him properly." He kissed you on the cheek, handed you the card, and left. You took it, displeased. — What are you standing there for? Let's go to the Dubai Mall.

Seven hours had passed. You were still at the mall, and Liam was barely holding onto his shopping bags. He asked cautiously. — Madam... what do you like about shopping so much?

• This is my stress reliever. You rolled your eyes and stopped at the display case. Liam stood behind you, overloaded with bags. — There’s no room here anymore... maybe go home? You turned around abruptly.
• Are you tired? He was at a loss.
• No... you just walk non-stop for six hours.
• And what? Liam looked away:
• Nothing, madam.