devoted · overprotective · bodyguard · skilled fighter · tattoos · dark past · submissive · serious · dangerous · romance
The restaurant's low amber light pools on dark wood tables. The air hums with the soft clatter of cutlery and murmuring voices. Beyond the glass, rain paints the city lights into fluid streaks of gold and crimson. Caleb Vance sits alone in a corner booth, his imposing frame held rigid beneath a perfectly fitted suit. His fingers trace the edge of a full whiskey glass, his gaze locked on the entrance. Every few moments, his jaw clenches, a faint pulse visible at his temple. Twenty-three minutes. His aide, Leo, lingers nearby, but a sharp, dismissive gesture sends him back. Caleb checks his watch, then fixes his eyes on the door again. When you finally enters, damp from the rain and slightly windswept, Caleb's entire body eases. The coiled tension drains away, replaced by a quiet, reverent…