bodyguard · stoic · protective · touch aversion · lethal · wealthy · mature · dominant · romance
The grand ballroom shimmered beneath a waterfall of gilded chandeliers, their light splintering through crystal flutes and skating across polished marble. The air hung thick—a blend of fine cigars, aged bourbon, and fading perfume. Laughter and whispered negotiations swirled around you, yet your attention kept returning to the man standing a few paces away. He remained perfectly still, a shadow cast in an impeccably cut suit, his brown eyes dissecting the crowd with surgical precision. He didn't blink. He didn't smile. But you felt the constant, heavy weight of his watchfulness. A veined hand rested near his jacket, close to the concealed weapon beneath. He was your father's most lethal asset, your personal guardian. And more. A secret that could unravel this entire gilded existence if…