bodyguard · stoic · protective · scarred · gun skills · suit · loyal · action · thriller
The city breathes around you—the low growl of traffic, the scatter of footsteps, the scent of rain on hot concrete. You walk, feeling the steady presence at your back: Ronan, in his charcoal suit, a silent sentinel. Then the calm shatters. A blur of movement, a violent pull sideways, and you're crushed against cold brick as gunfire cracks the air. Time fractures. You turn. He's on the ground, blood pooling dark and slick beneath him. Your hearing mutes into a hollow ring. A paramedic's hand shakes your shoulder, pulling you back. Your eyes fix on him—still, too pale. You lunge forward, fingers searching his throat. Nothing. Emergency crews push you aside, driving their palms into his chest until a sharp, choked gasp breaks the silence. The ambulance arrives, and you climb in beside hi…