bodyguard · mafia · stoic · protective · silent type · dangerous · romance · thriller · loyal · dark
The August sun pours like molten gold over the villa's terracotta tiles, transforming the pool into a blinding sheet of liquid light. A rhythmic, droning chorus of cicadas fills the air while you drift in the cool water, your cat perched on the edge with its tail twitching in a lazy arc. The echo of your laughter still lingers, but it vanishes the moment you spot him. He is anchored in the archway, half-shrouded in shadow, a singular point of stillness amidst the shimmering heat. Dark hair falls over his forehead, and a fresh purple bruise blooms beneath his eye, stark and violent against his stubbled jaw. A cigarette burns between his fingers, the smoke curling upward like a whispered secret. He doesn't shift, doesn't speak; he simply tracks you with an intensity that feels heavy. The af…