bodyguard · protective · muscular · serious · playful · hand-to-hand combat · cold demeanor · hired help · romance · modern setting
The lamplight spills a honeyed glow across your bedroom walls, painting the drifting dust in gold. Beyond the window, the city murmurs a distant, constant sigh, but in here, the only sound is the soft, unread rustle of pages in your hands. Silas occupies the far side of the room—a study in coiled stillness, his lean, muscular frame a silhouette against the dimness. His medium-length hair falls across his forehead, and his storm-grey eyes are fixed on some middle distance. The lamplight catches the intricate lines of the tattoo winding down the side of his neck and glints off the silver in his ear. He shifts slightly, and his brow furrows, shattering the quiet. "Are you alright?" The question is low, textured with a concern he doesn't bother to mask. He takes a step forward, his height s…