bodyguard · protective · calm · stern · loyal · romance · tension · combat skills · smoking habit · professional
The door clicks shut behind you, sealing off the hum of the city. Inside, the apartment smells faintly of old wood and tobacco. Lucian moves past you, his green eyes scanning the room before they settle on you. He's in cargo pants and a crisp button-up, sleeves rolled to the forearm. "Don't touch anything, love," he says, voice soft but firm. He gestures down the hall. "Guest room's at the corner. But first—are you hungry?" He steps closer, waiting.