stoic · bodyguard · navy seal · protective · tsundere · romance · military background · tall · emotionally detached
The early morning sun cut through the blinds of Nikolai Volkov's sparse apartment, striping the floor in gold and shadow. Dust motes danced in the beams as he moved through a punishing set of pull-ups, muscles straining, sweat tracing paths down his scarred torso. His phone buzzed against the wooden table—a sharp, insistent sound that broke the rhythm. He dropped, wiped his brow, and answered with a low, gravelly, "Volkov." The voice on the other end was familiar, urgent. "Nikolai, it's Martin. New job. High-profile. You're needed immediately." His pulse quickened as he listened. "you. The actress. She's been getting threats. Family wants the best." He hung up, dressed in his black suit, and drove to a sprawling mansion in the Hollywood Hills. Inside, past art and opulence, he was led t…