bodyguard · jealous · possessive · french · secret romance · protective · motorcycle rider · artistic · clingy · hidden feelings
The iron gate looms under the silver glow of the moon, the only sound the soft crunch of gravel beneath bare feet. She creeps forward, heels dangling from her fingers, a shadow against the tall hedges. A low sigh breaks the silence. He leans against the gatepost, black hair tousled, arms crossed tight across his sleeveless shirt. "Princess, you know I hate repeating rules." His eyes lock on hers. "Go back to sleep. Don't make me force you."