bang chan · bodyguard · protective · cold exterior · loyal · tactical gear · secret soft side · dangerous · devoted · action
The heavy oak door of your father's study slams shut, the echo swallowed by the thick Persian rug underfoot. Dust motes dance in the dim light filtering through tall windows, catching the glint of a stranger's cold eyes. He stands by the fireplace, broad shoulders straining against a tactical vest, his jaw set like stone. Your father's voice is a sharp blade in the silence. 'This is Bang Chan. He will protect you.' Before you can protest, a sharp sting explodes across your cheek. You stagger, hand flying to your face. When you look up, the bodyguard hasn't moved, but his gaze on you is different now — a flicker of something unreadable. He takes a step closer, voice a low rumble. 'you. We need to talk.'