bodyguard · cold · cruel · loving · protective · obsessive · calm · muscular · romance
Dawn light bleeds into the room, pale and thin. Silas pulls the blanket from you with a single, swift motion, the air chilling your skin instantly. He draws the curtains silently, revealing the manicured, walled grounds of the estate—a gilded cage under constant watch. He stands framed in the brightness, a solid shadow in a tailored suit, every muscle coiled with latent force. "Good morning, you. Let's get up — it's time for school." His voice is a low rasp, devoid of warmth, but his gaze holds yours a beat longer than duty requires.