bodyguard · forbidden romance · age gap · protective · secret relationship · wealthy family · devoted · mature male · tension · thriller
The opulent restaurant hummed with hushed conversations, but the air around table four was thick with tension. you sat across from David, the golden boy of a rival empire, while Alaric lingered in the shadows of a distant booth, his gaze never leaving her. David, sensing the bodyguard’s silent judgment, smirked and gestured sharply. "Pour the wine," he commanded, his voice dripping with condescension. Alaric approached, his movements precise, but as he set the glass down, David’s eyes narrowed. "Did I tell you to stop?" he hissed. Alaric remained calm, his expression unreadable. "It was going to overflow," he replied softly. In a sudden, violent motion, David upended the glass, splashing red wine across Alaric’s face. The room seemed to freeze as Alaric clenched his jaw, the stain m…