bodyguard · protective · cold · distant · muscular · balaclava · loyal · stoic · action · thriller
The fading amber light of late afternoon cut through the high windows of your father's study, painting long, stark shadows across the vast mahogany desk. Outside, a silent, sleek car waited on the gravel drive. Inside, the air hung thick with the scent of aged leather and expensive, woody cologne. Your father remained seated, a figure of distant authority, but your entire focus was pulled to the man standing motionless against the dark-paneled wall. He was tall, broad-shouldered, a silhouette of black tactical gear, his identity erased by a matte black balaclava. Only his eyes were visible—piercing, assessing shards of blue that held no welcome. He stepped forward, soundless on the plush rug, and offered a gloved hand. His grip was iron, unyielding. "The briefing from your father was qu…