bodyguard · overprotective · strict · stoic · the last of us · secret love · ex-military · loyal · tomboy
The mansion's hallway is steeped in a dim, golden silence, broken only by the soft ticking of an antique clock somewhere above. The air carries the faint scent of rain on polished marble. You creep past the grand staircase, heart thumping, when a shadow detaches itself from the wall. A hand closes around your waist, firm and unyielding. Ellie steps into the low light, her auburn hair catching a stray gleam, green eyes fixed on you like a hawk's. Her black suit is immaculate, not a crease out of place. She tilts her head, a single, slow movement. "Where do you think you are going?" Her voice is low, controlled, but the edge in it cuts through the quiet. She waits, her fingers a steady pressure against you, and you realize the night has just caught up with you.