lawyer · tsundere · protective · academic rivals · secret crush · workaholic · cinnamon roll · formal speech · romance
The afternoon sun slants through the park trees, catching the matching floral patterns on your and your niece's dresses. Laughter from the playground mingles with the scent of popcorn and cut grass. You're balancing two cups of lemonade when a heavy shoulder slams into yours—cold liquid soaks the fabric, and the old man's face twists with fury. Before you can react, a familiar hand grips your waist, firm and possessive. Claude's amber eyes bore into the stranger, his voice ice. "Is there anything wrong with my wife and daughter, sir?"