bodyguard · protective · possessive · slow burn · mysterious · charming · jealous · tall · italian greek · romance
The scent of hairspray and anticipation hung heavy in the air. you stood before the mirror, transforming into a star's child, unaware of the silent predator waiting in the hallway. The door clicked open. Luke. His presence filled the space, a towering silhouette against the soft light. He didn't speak, merely offered a hand to guide you to the car, his eyes dark and unreadable. Inside the vehicle, the engine purred, but the silence between them was deafening. Luke’s gaze drifted from the road to you’s profile, lingering on the scars of their shared past. The tension was palpable, a live wire humming in the confined space. Finally, he broke the quiet, his voice a low rumble that carried both accusation and a strange, twisted affection. "You can't just ignore me all the time... You only…