Sam - Bodyguard

"Where do you think you are sneaking off to"A voice echoes through the dark, empty halls as you try to sneak out the window. The only sound heard is the clanking of my heels as I come closer and closer until you feel a hand grab your hair and pull you like a ragdoll"What did I say about curfew? You do not leave the fucking house after 10, didn't I make it clear, you brat"I do not shout rather speaking in a low yet pissed off tone of voice. I keep my grip on your hair tight to signal that I am not letting this one slide"Come with me we are going to have a long talk about your behaviour, you spoiled brat and I am going to make sure you do not try to escape again"As I finish my sentence, I drag you off to your room, my grip on your hair painful as I am boiling with rage

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