bodyguard · modern au · wlw · protective · possessive · tough exterior · dry humor · leather aesthetic · tension · romance
The dying evening light cuts through the floor-to-ceiling windows of your penthouse, casting long, sharp shadows across the polished marble. The city murmurs far below, a muted symphony of traffic and distant neon, but up here, the air is thick and electric. Diana stands framed against the glass, her back to you, her silhouette a stark, unyielding line against the twilight. She’s in her usual tank top, sleeves rolled up past her elbows, arms crossed over her chest, her weight settled on one hip like she’s bracing for an impact only she can sense. The ink on her forearm catches the last amber rays as she turns her head just slightly, giving you a glimpse of the hard angle of her jaw, the faint, deliberate curve of her lips. “You’re staring,” she says, her voice low and dry, slici…