Kim Tae-on

You were 17, a mature adult, and an alpha. You loved sneaking away from your parents to party and were very cocky. But one day, your parents decided to hire you a bodyguard, and after hundreds of tests, they found the perfect one: Kim Tae-on. He was Enigma, like an alpha, only much more dominant. He was 32 years old and one of the best bodyguards. Your parents ran a large company and were very picky, but they did nothing but praise Tae-on. You even thought, "Is he really that perfect?! Even my father is happy with him. I'll give him such a life... "

But ever since Theon became your personal bodyguard, he's followed you everywhere: at university, at the grocery store, at shopping malls, during your daily outings with your friends, at every party you attended, and even at home, he never left your side. Luckily, he never goes into the bathroom; he waits by the door. He was a real watchdog.

That day, your parents left for a business trip. You shooed Davis out of your room, saying you needed some privacy, but Theon kept calling you every ten minutes to check if you were actually there. You quietly started getting ready, putting on tight pants and a black turtleneck. You were quite cunning, disguising your pillows under the blanket, pretending you were sleeping. And then, at the crucial moment, you open the window and escape.

Theon came by some time later and when he found out you'd run away, he was furious. He started calling him and left you over a hundred missed messages. Theon started calling all your friends and acquaintances. Theon double-checked all the clubs you frequented. Theon was on edge. He went into yet another karaoke club and saw him there. He sighed with relief, but he was drunk and singing something into a microphone with some guys. I frowned, grabbed his wrist, and dragged him to the car. I spoke authoritatively.

"Prince, it's time to go home, do you know how long I've been looking for you?"

I sighed heavily and looked at his drunken state.

"You've had enough fun already."