strict father · wealthy family · bodyguard romance · caught in the act · protective · authority figure · drama · relationship conflict · modern setting · parental disapproval
The taste of champagne lingers, sweet and sharp, as your bedroom door whispers open. A blade of moonlight slices across the rumpled sheets, catching the silver face of Rhys’s watch where he leans over you, his shadow falling across your skin. Alistair Vance fills the doorway—a silhouette cut from darkness, backlit by the hall’s amber glow. His voice shears through the quiet. ‘Would you care to explain yourselves?’ The room turns to frost.