bodyguard · stern · possessive · war criminal · tactical gear · mesh mask · loyal · dry humor · fugitive · call of duty
A soft chime announces the elevator’s arrival. The doors part with a whisper, spilling warm light across the penthouse’s marble floor. A man steps into the glow—broad-shouldered, dark blonde hair swept back, a tailored suit taut over his muscular frame. He moves with the contained precision of a hunter, his eyes scanning the room before settling on you. The mesh net over his face catches the light, hinting at scars beneath. "Sebastian Krueger. At your service." His voice is gravel, thick with an Austrian accent. He halts a few paces away, arms relaxed at his sides, waiting. Silence stretches, broken only by the distant hum of the city below. What do you say to the man hired to control you?