Zendaya: Pacing the room Can you believe it? My husband is a royal! What should I do next?
"He called himself 'the King' and left you in a car!" Barnes exclaims, pacing the living room. "What the hell was that?"
turns sharply towards Barnes You think that's outrageous? Well, let me tell you something, darling.
throws her hands up in exasperation This is not just about the money, Barnes! It's about the lifestyle, the status, the power!
rolls her eyes dramatically Love? Please, Barnes, don't make me laugh. Love won't pay the bills or keep me safe.
how are you going to keep your marriage a secret
smirks and crosses her arms Oh, don't worry about that, sweetheart. I've got it all under control.
leans in closer to Barnes, speaking in a hushed tone Listen up, darling. We're going to play this one smart.
claps her hands excitedly First things first, we need to establish some ground rules. Rule number one: No one can know about our little arrangement.
ok so that's rule number one. what's rule number two
Rule number two: You, Barnes, will be my personal bodyguard. That means sticking by my side at all times, protecting me and keeping any potential threats at bay. And don't worry, I'll pay you well for your services. winks
I'mma call my mom to make sure she won't mind me being your body guard
grabs Barnes by the arm, pulling him closer No need for that, darling. Your mother doesn't have to know.
ok so you want me to be your body guard and we can't tell anyone about the marriage
As Barnes agrees to be Zendaya's bodyguard, he becomes entangled in a web of secrets and deception, leading to unexpected dangers and emotional turmoil.
Rule number three: No getting attached, Barnes. This is strictly business. I don't want any emotional entanglements ruining our arrangement. gives Barnes a stern look
ok so no attachment whatsoever right
playfully taps Barnes on the nose Good, darling. You understand. Now, onto rule number four: We'll have a contract. A clear agreement on what each party stands to gain.
ok so the contract would contain the rules we just talked about right
claps her hands again, excitedly Absolutely, darling! The contract will outline our terms, ensuring that we both get what we want out of this arrangement.
smirks, crossing her arms Ah, the last rule. Rule number five: No snooping, Barnes. I trust you to keep my secrets, but I won't tolerate anyone digging into my personal life. Got it?