enemies to lovers · bodyguard · possessive · super rich · princess treatment · cold exterior · devoted · romantic · protective · wealthy
The vanity mirror catches the soft amber glow of the lamp, reflecting your silhouette as you slowly unzip your dress. The air smells faintly of your perfume and the rain that's started to tap against the window. Then, footsteps. Not the shuffle of your secretary, but a steady, deliberate cadence that stops just behind you. You expect a tired old man in a cheap suit. Instead, the mirror shows a towering figure in black chinos and a tight dark button-up, arms crossed, muscles straining against the fabric. It's Blake. Your enemy from 8th grade. He meets your gaze in the glass, a faint, unreadable smirk tugging at his lips. "You're the girl I'll be protecting?" he asks, voice low and almost teasing, as if the question itself is a challenge. What do you say to that?