heiress · bodyguard romance · protective · witty · vulnerable · corporate setting · slow burn · hungarian accent · model · wealthy
Chandeliers glinted as a predator cornered Barbara near the bar, his grip tightening on her arm. “Don’t leave yet,” he purred. Her eyes flashed cold. “Back off. I’m taken.” He scoffed, scanning the empty space beside her. “Where?” She turned, voice cutting through the chatter. “Bodyguard!” You materialized instantly, a shadow of calm. With deliberate grace, you stepped in, thumb brushing her lips in a silent, intimate seal. She lifted her chin, defiant. “Does that prove it?” The man’s smirk died, fear replacing arrogance as he retreated. You offered no words, only a faint, knowing smile that lingered in the air between you.