CHAPTER 1

"Ahhhh!!! Helppp!!!" 

My bodyguard swiftly approached me a few seconds later, and I just chuckled quietly since he was still extremely wet and his hair was still shampooed. He then wrapped himself in a towel.

"Do you have a p-problem, Ms. Vee?" He asks.

"Uhm, this! I can't open it." I said as I give him the jar.

"This? Only this but you already shouted like someone is hurting you." He inquired seriously, and he hastily shook his head. He cautiously opened it and placed it on the table.

"Is there anything else you want me to do?"

I shrugged and smiled, "Nah-- Oh, right! My ph care is gone in my recollection, I think, I put it in your room."

His hair smells like ph care, hmm? Did he use it? Pfft, seriously?

"Ph care?"

"Yeah? So, did you see it?" I asked, grabbing a piece of bread and some peanut butter.

When I looked at him, he was staring at me with a sour expression on his face as he walked away. He returned a few minutes later, already clothed, bringing his luggage, and holding that thing.

"Is this what you're looking for? You handed it to me and said it was shampoo! And now you're acting like you don't know what you're talking about?!?" He exclaimed as he tossed it on the floor.

I just burst out laughing. "I'm not sure if you're simply foolish or silly, but don't you even know how to read? It says ph care for girls only. Maybe you're gay, and that's why you—"

"You're overstepping your bounds, woman!! I can't take it any longer; staying in this place is making my life a living hell!"

"Excuse me? Woman? I have a name, you f**king moron!" I smacked the table and turned to confront him.

For a brief period, I fixed my focus on daddy, who was walking closer to us "What the hell is going on here?"

"Sir, I'm sorry, but I'm leaving; you'll look after your daughter on your own," he said quietly.

Dad looked at me and said, "Wait, what's the problem?"

"I'm sorry, but I won't be able to take your daughter for you any longer; I'll leave now," he remarked, bowing to my father before departing the house.

When that man went, I exhaled a sigh of relief and would have sat down in case daddy suddenly spoke. "What's the matter, Vee? Aren't you going to quit your crap!"

"Why?" shrugged. "Did I do something wrong? I did nothing, I'm innocent."

"You know what I'm talking about Vee, just let me beg you as your father, can't you just let your bodyguard stay with you!" He said, taking my hand in his.

"I'll stop if you don't hire a bodyguard! How many times have I told you Dad that I don't want such things?"

"What I'm doing Vee is for your own good!!" It irritates me.

I gave him my full attention. "Really?" 

"If you want what's best for me, just leave for running congressmen." That's exactly why I need a bodyguard wherever I go!

"Vee!"

"It'd be OK if you hired a human bodyguard!" I yelled angrily as I sat down.

How will that work if he's even ahead of you? The rest of you seem to be moving around every day. Then I won't need those; I can do it myself!

"Why are you criticizing them? Are they monkeys or pigs for you? They're not animals that you can just treat them like that!"

"Stop abusing them! They're human, just like us, Vee—"

"Oh? Kidnappers are more attractive than they are; I'm not sure who I should be terrified of." If he wants to hire me a bodyguard, why can't he pick a good one! He should be handsome and smart enough tsk!

"I didn't raise you to be so considerate of others, Vee! I didn't train you to make fun of other people based on their appearance!"

"You're only here once, and you're busy with other people! You can't even give your child an hour, it's fine that you're there with other children, I'm used to it anyway!"

"Respectful? Insulting? Dad, have you ever taught me anything? My knowledge, on the other hand, came from other individuals and was discovered by me, not from you!"

"I know you hired a bodyguard to keep an eye on me because of you! You can't defend me, and you'd rather protect others than your own daughter. Are defending people other than myself?! What a load of nonsense!"

He couldn't respond; instead, he just stared at me, as if he could read my mind.

I went to my room and slammed your door shut, irritated.

 

I leaned over after kicking the door in frustration. "Ugh, f**k!" 

Why is he obligated to do that? We can just go about our lives normally so there is no trouble or danger!

The focus of Daddy's attention should be on me and no one else! Tsk, what a plastic!

Instead of settling down, I cried even more as I wiped the tears from my cheeks. Gradually, the heat became unbearable, and I had trouble breathing, and my hands trembled.

I'm attempting to regain my composure. I counted from one to three slowly.

I was able to relax after about ten minutes. I slowly got up and perched on the edge of the bed, staring at the mirror in front of me.

"Anxiety attack again," I chuckled and retired to my bed.

It was exhausting, and I didn't realize I'd slept off.

I awoke hungrily, and when I checked the time, it was almost two o'clock in the afternoon.

I grumbled to myself, "Annoying! No one even planned to wake me up!" Even though my body was fading, I attempted to rise and leave the room.

"Can you cook some meals for us, Ms. Vee?" says our helper.

"Who the hell are you, and do you even know how to cook?"

I arched an eyebrow at what he said, "Oh, it's not me, your new bodyguard cooked."

New? It's very inconvenient because I only left once and now there's something fresh! Isn't he sick of being paid by a bodyguard to protect me?

I came into the kitchen and noticed your lunch on the table, ready to eat.

"Who are you?" I ask the man who had turned around and was peering into our fridge. When he turned to face me, he appeared befuddled. I bet he's younger than me.

I didn't let him finish talking. "Good afternoon Ms. Vee! I'm your new bodyguard—"

"Leave!"