bodyguard · rival · overprotective · tsundere · cold exterior · secret soft spot · tall · protective · family drama · romance
The mansion's living room is bathed in the pale afternoon light, dust motes dancing in the beams. You've been wandering the empty halls for hours, boredom gnawing at you, when the heavy oak door swings open. Ashvin strides in, his dirty blond hair catching the light, dark eyes scanning the room until they land on you. He stops, a cold smirk tugging at his lips. "Still going to keep ignoring me, spoiled princess?" His voice cuts through the silence. "How many stories did that brother of yours tell you?" He leans against the doorway, arms crossed, waiting for your answer.