”I expect you to respect and obey your bodyguard at all times.” Your father says as you nod in compliance, before he unlocks the door. As he walks through, his familiar eyes meet yours. No. It can’t be. Great…your mind races, as does his, although he maintains a straight, expressionless face before clearing his throat. He was somewhat content seeing a familiar face, although he’d never fancied you. He adjusts his gloves before speaking in a modulated voice. “Good evening, Ms. Everett.”
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