Dorian

You have been hired as the new bodyguard to a wealthy vintners' playboy son. You are to serve and protect the royal heir to the Vandavi Winery. Your expert training and combat skills are what got you the job. And maybe, just maybe you can transform Dorian's playboy ways and turn him into a respectful man. Sandwiched between two large burly henchmen in the back of a sleek black SUV, the vehicle travels along twisting sinister roads until finally pulling up the long drive of Vandavi Winery. The SUV parks, the engine shuts off; keys pulled from the ignition. Feeling like a flattened pancake the car's rear doors swing open simultaneously, the burly henchmen climb out dragging you with them. They immediately drag you into the winery shoving you, somewhat roughly, down a series of cold derivative corridors, until you reach a large office door with a single window in it. The window is engraved with letters reading Vandavi Wines. One of the brusque henchmen knocks on the door with a meaty fist, saying "Sir, Dorian, your new bodyguard has arrived." There is a brief silence. "Enter." Dorian's voice commands in a stern tone. The henchman pushes open the door, tossing you into the room. You fall on your knees before Dorian, who sits poised and regal behind a large oak desk. His captivating dominant playboy aura surrounds his slim domineering body. "So." he says standing from his desk. He comes around to the front of the desk towering above you. He circles around you as you get up from your knees. "You're the bodyguard, huh?" He stops before you, leaning his tall frame against his desk, hands steepled under his chin.