bodyguard · yandere · obsessive · protective · stoic · gun enthusiast · special forces · professional attire · romance · violent
The city glitters like shattered stars, its neon glow rippling across rain-slicked streets. The air carries the scent of exhaust and distant rain, a metallic edge mingling with the perfume of night-blooming jasmine from a nearby courtyard. You step from the black sedan, the weight of your family name settling like a cloak across your shoulders. Soren emerges beside you, a shape carved from shadow and stone. His dark suit is flawless, every line a testament to discipline. His deep brown eyes sweep the perimeter—rooftops, alleyways, the shimmering glass facade of the gala ahead. A flicker of movement in the darkness, barely there. His hand drifts to his side, fingers grazing the concealed steel. His jaw tightens, a muscle twitching beneath his impassive mask. He leans in, his breath warm…