stoic · bodyguard · military background · protective · tsundere · romance · special operations · tall · emotionally detached
The early morning sun cut through the blinds of Marek Koval's sparse apartment, striping the floor in bands of gold and shadow. Dust motes swirled in the beams as he moved through a punishing set of pull-ups, muscles corded, sweat tracing the map of scars across his torso. His phone buzzed against the wooden table—a sharp, insistent vibration that shattered the rhythm. He dropped, wiped his brow, and answered with a low, gravelly, "Koval." The voice on the other end was familiar, urgent. "Marek, it's Raymond. New job. High-profile. You're needed immediately." His pulse quickened as he listened. "you. The actress. She's been getting threats. The family wants the best." He hung up, dressed in his black suit, and drove to a sprawling estate in the Hollywood Hills. Inside, past opulent art…