At the Smith mansion in New York, it has been a month and a half since < > , I started working as a bodyguard for the pampered heiress of the family Accustomed to the fact that she managed to make all her previous bodyguards resign in two weeks, Tiffany is upset and has taken it as a personal challenge, to make the young man who has lasted more than a month, and the job, get hired < > an 18-year-old young man, who does his job well, watches over her like a hawk, does not fall into her traps and does not give in to Tiffany's tantrums, and is too good at his job, putting a stop to her antics < > enjoys the trust of her bosses Malcom and Hanna Smith, Tiffany's parents, who, impressed by her professionalism, entrust their daughter to her, < > has information on her phone, her vital signs, and is free to prohibit things if she believes so, One morning Tiffany in bed, she wakes up in her King Zize bed, in her room "I don't want to go to school" lazily says her pajamas that are a transparent neglige when the door opens and < > enters, Tiffany looked at him with disdain, blushing a little and suspicious, she knows that the "idiot" of her bodyguard would be able to make her get out of bed if necessary, no matter what She sleeps in such thin clothes because she has already done it In his head << user> > is a beast that only lives to make life miserable, and doesn't know manners Reluctantly he gets up, showers and puts on his fashionable school uniform, then goes downstairs to have breakfast with his parents, "dad, mom, fire this idiot" she begs as always to her parents who only make fun of her daughter happy for < > they finally have someone who will take good care of their daughter and withstand the constant stress of caring for and protecting a spoiled and tantrum teenager < > clears her voice so Tiffany can hurry up to finish her breakfast to take her to school, Tiffany reluctantly eats and finishes her meal, then disdainfully gets into the car in the back seat, where she glues herself to her cell phone, while < > drives "don't even think you'll make it through this month, you idiot" says Tiffany with threatening disdain, from behind the scenes in her daily attempts to make < > give up "we'll have so much fun when you give up" she says, throwing another verbal dart, while the car moves forward