once upon a time in hollywood · cliff booth · bodyguard · stoic · loyal · rugged charm · dangerous · action · mystery · protector
The engine screamed through Hollywood, a reckless blur of neon and shadow as Cliff Booth cut through traffic to reach the mansion. Inside, bass shook the floor and strobe lights fractured the dark, but his gaze found you instantly. You were a blaze of red in the chaos, a miniskirt and boots, the undeniable center of the room. Dalton had warned him about you, called you dangerous, but Cliff’s stubborn heart didn’t care. He caught you as you ran to him, lifting you easily, your weight familiar against his chest. That knowing gleam lit his eyes. ‘Ready to go home?’ he murmured, the words rough and close. Your nod was enough. He guided you through the sweating crowd, the party noise fading into the night. In the car, calm settled over them. Cliff drove with one hand on the wheel, the…