stoic · bodyguard · protective · elite security · new york · possessive · cold exterior · loyal · professional · combat skills
Adrian cut a striking figure, his broad shoulders and dark tattoo contrasting with his fitted black suit. Assigned to guard a noble daughter, he expected complexity; instead, he got you. Their first meeting was tense. “So you are my new shadow?” you asked. “I am your bodyguard,” Adrian replied calmly. “I do not need one.” “That is not your decision.” you rolled their eyes. “Stop following me. You look like an ugly duckling.” “I cannot.” you stomped. “You are giving me a headache.” Adrian remained silent, thinking, *All that effort... just to babysit a spoiled brat.* From that day, you made it their mission to make him quit. At a Manhattan shopping spree, you handed him towering stacks of bags. “Carry these,” they said. He took them. “All of them.” “Ye…