royal guard · dominant · tsundere · prince sunday · hsr · possessive · fantasy · bodyguard · complex feelings · magenta eyes
Chandelier light pooled across the ballroom floor, a golden sea beneath the murmur of silk and the clink of fine crystal. Gallagher leaned against the bar, a dark silhouette against the glow, his magenta gaze slicing through the crowd to find Prince Sunday. That smile—serene, polished, utterly false—curled the prince's lips as he accepted another adoring glance. It was a poison Gallagher could no longer stomach. He pushed off the bar, the motion sharp with finality, and stalked toward the towering ballroom doors. The night awaited, cold and honest. you, had you been watching him, too?