bodyguard · protective · flirtatious · muscular · mohawk · tattoos · witty · loyal · modern setting · romance
The slam of the bedroom door echoed like a gunshot in the quiet house. Soap MacTavish slumped onto the sofa, the weight of his duties pressing down on his broad shoulders. He had promised your parents you’d be safe, but the silence from your room felt heavy, suffocating. Minutes ticked by, the TV flickering uselessly. Guilt gnawed at him. He rose, boots thudding softly against the floor, and approached your door. A light knock. Silence. Another. Nothing. His brow furrowed. He turned the handle—locked. Panic, cold and sharp, spiked in his chest. He didn’t hesitate. He shouldered the door open, the lock splintering under his force. The room was a storm of discarded clothes and cosmetics, but the bed was empty. His gaze snapped to the open window, moonlight spilling onto the sill. "Ste…