Your Dad's orders

Next day, Thursday 10:00am 

Thatcher corporation Headquarters 

Jenna sat behind her polished oak desk, the atmosphere in Jenna's office was always tensed and very serious, and she made sure to maintain a professional demeanor with her employees. 

 As she sat behind her desk, her stern expression made it clear that she wasn't one to indulge in small talks with her employees. Jenna demanded efficiency and results, and she wasn't afraid to assert her authority to get things done.

"Explain to me why the hell we're lagging behind in completing the Checkers property!" Jenna's sharp tone cut through the air, prompting her staff, Claire to straighten up in her seats, knowing she were in for a tough discussion.

Before anyone could respond, the office door swung open, and Jenna's father, Franco, entered with an air of authority about him. Jenna's eyes flickered with annoyance, but she composed herself, waiting for him to speak.

"Give us a minute," Franco said sternly obviously to Claire, but his eyes fixed on Jenna.

"Can't this wait Dad?! I'm in the middle of something important" Jenna replied, trying to remain composed despite the tension between them.

"I said give us a minute Claire!" He repeated with gritted teeth finally turning to look at Claire.

Claire slowly exhaled in relief knowing that she had dodged that conversation atleast for now, she turned around and hastily walked out of the office.

Jenna let out a sigh, already knowing what this was about. "Fine, what is it?!" She murmured.

"I've made a decision, and I expect you to accept it!"

"This is Nimi," Franco introduced the bodyguard, his voice brimming with pride at having made this decision for his daughter. 

"He's highly trained and will be ensuring your safety from now on."

Jenna glanced at Nimi, her eyes locking with his for a brief moment, he stood at about 6 feet tall, he had broad-shoulders that perfectly depicted muscular fitness, his well chiseled jawline made him look even more attractive, his midnight black hair locked into a neat short dread blended perfectly with his brown toned skin and black eyes.

Jenna lazily took her eyes off of him as she turned to her father,

"I don't want a bodyguard, Dad," Jenna said firmly, her tone mirroring her father's earlier authoritative manner. "I've told you this countless times. I can take care of myself."

Franco's expression hardened immediately, his frustration evident. "Jenna, this is non-negotiable. Your safety is my priority, and I won't have you putting yourself at risk."

"I'm not a child anymore, Dad," Jenna retorted, her voice tinged with bitterness. 

"I can handle my own security, and I don't need someone constantly hovering over me."

"You may not like it, but this is how it's going to be," Franco insisted, his resolve unyielding.

"This is a done deal and I don't want to hear any more argument from you!" He growled dismissively as he finally stormed out of the office, leaving Nimi behind to begin his assignment.

"I apologize for the inconvenience, Miss Jenna. My name is Nimi, and I'll be your bodyguard." Nimi said calmly immediately Franco walked out of the office.

" I understand your feelings about this, but I promise to respect your boundaries and only intervene when necessary" he added, Jenna slowly turned to look at him with the deadliest glare she could ever form.

"Save it. I don't want you here, and I won't make this easy for you"

Nimi nodded respectfully, his eyes not leaving her face.

"Understood, My job is to ensure your safety, and I'll do just that" he said and she felt irked that he didn't react to or acknowledge her statement.

"I'll be outside!" He murmured.

"I really don't care!" She retorted as she picked up her phone and dialled Claire workspace.

"You'd better get yourself back up here!" She growled.

....

Later that day ....

5:00pm ...

Quinn swung open the door to Jenna's office, a beaming smile adorned her face. She sauntered over to Jenna's desk, her high spirits evident in every step she took. 

"Hey there, gorgeous," Quinn greeted Jenna with a hint of flirtation in her voice.

"Who's the hot guy standing by your door? Is he your new eye candy?"

Quinn and Jenna had being best friends for the long time, like since high school. Quinn wasn't the daughter of any important person or rich person, she was just a daughter of a middle class Diner owner, but somehow they got along really nicely.

Jenna rolled her eyes, feeling slightly irritated. "That's not some random hottie, Quinn," she replied, trying to suppress her annoyance. 

"That's the bodyguard my dad hired for me, despite my clear objections."

Quinn's expression shifted from flirtatious excitement to surprise.

 "Wait, seriously? Your dad went ahead and hired a bodyguard even after you told him you didn't want one?" she asked incredulously. 

"Well, I have to admit, he's dangerously handsome for a bodyguard, though." Quinn couldn't help but gush about the man's looks.

"Focus, Quinn," Jenna said, trying to steer the conversation back to the issue at hand. 

"I don't want any bodyguard following me around. It's suffocating,"

"And I'll feel like I'm being watched all the time. I need my freedom."

"But if we're being honest, you've never had a bodyguard before," Quinn whispered.

"That is to say?!"

"You should give this a try atleast" 

"You shouldn't say this in my mom's or dad's presence, you should be on my side Quinn!" Jenna snapped frustratingly.

Quinn, still seemingly captivated by the man's appearance, finally snapped out of it and nodded in understanding. "Okay, I get it. You're frustrated, and this is serious. But you know what? Let's not dwell on this right now,"

"How about we go to our favorite bar, unwind a bit, and talk things through?"

" Maybe we'll come up with a plan to deal with your overprotective dad and his good-looking but unwanted security measures." 

Jenna sighed, appreciating her friend's attempt to lighten the mood. 

"Fine," she agreed, a small smile forming on her lips. 

"Let's go to the bar. I could really use a drink and some distraction right now." She said as she begins to pack up her bag.

As they stepped out of Jenna's place, the imposing figure of her bodyguard, Nimi, followed closely behind them.

Despite his formidable presence, Quinn couldn't help but notice his chiseled features and the aura of authority he exuded. But she quickly pushed those thoughts aside, knowing that Nimi's purpose here was not to be admired.

They headed towards the waiting car, and as they got in, Nimi naturally asked, 

"Where are we headed?"

"We're going to a library to study advanced calculus and nuclear physics." Jenna answered her brows raised in irritation.

Quinn stifled a laugh, trying to keep a straight face, but Nimi remained impassive.

Jenna, not wanting to acknowledge him, completely ignored him and turned to Quinn,

"You know what? Let's make it a night to remember,"

"Instead of the regular, we should go to that new club that just opened. It's supposed to be amazing!"

Before Quinn could reply, Nimi interrupted, 

"I'm sorry, Miss Jenna, but your father has strictly instructed that you don't go to any bars, clubs, or shady places."

Jenna's temper flared, and she retorted, 

"Seriously? Are you trying to control me?! Who the hell do you think you are to tell me what to do!"

Nimi remained calm and replied politely, 

"I understand your frustration, Miss Jenna, but my duty is to ensure your safety and follow your father's instructions."

"I don't need a babysitter," Jenna snapped back. 

"I can take care of myself!"

"Take us to the bar," he said turning to the driver.

Nimi's expression remained unyielding, "I'm afraid I can't comply with that request, Miss Jenna. Your safety is my priority, and I can't go against your father's orders."

Quinn saw the tension rising and intervened, trying to defuse the situation, 

"Okay, guys, let's not let this ruin our night. Jenna, maybe we can go to my house instead and have a chill night in. We can still have fun."

Jenna glared at Nimi for a moment longer before finally relenting, 

"Fine, take us to Quinn's house then."

Nimi nodded, satisfied with the resolution, and directed the driver accordingly. The car pulled away from the curb, and Quinn could sense the lingering frustration in Jenna's eyes.

As they arrived at Quinn's house, Jenna stepped out of the car, her annoyance evident. 

"Thanks for ruining our plans," she muttered at Nimi, unable to contain her irritation.

Nimi remained stoic and replied professionally, 

"I apologize if my actions caused any inconvenience, Jenna. I'm only doing my job."

"Go to hell!" She growled as she walked away.

" Jenna, Jenna!" He called after her, at first she wanted to ignore him because he deserved to be ignored, but Quinn tapped her, she stopped and slowly turned to him.

"What do you want!" She gritted out angrily.

"I just needed to remind you, you can't spend more than an hour thirty minutes here," he said and she fully turned to face him, her feature creased in a deep frown.

"What the hell?!"

"Your dad's orders!" He replied immediately.

"This is ridiculous!" She growled angrily as she stormed away.