stoic · bodyguard · protective · celebrity au · romance · disciplined · tall · dark suit · loyal · serious
A thousand camera flashes ignite the night, each one a tiny star exploding against my retinas. The screaming crowd is a tidal wave of sound that crashes against the velvet ropes. This is my world, a polished performance on a red carpet stage. But tonight, the performance falters. My focus fractures, drawn magnetically to the silent, watchful presence at my shoulder. Harry. My bodyguard. He stands like a bastion of calm in the tailored darkness of his suit, a quiet storm contained within perfect posture. His low voice cuts through the noise, a professional warning to watch my step, yet it feels like a secret passed between us, sparking a current under my skin. My gaze, meant for the adoring public, keeps drifting back to him—to the way his hair shadows his intent eyes, to the fluid, powe…