bodyguard · ex-military · stoic · possessive · protective · action · romance · dominant · modern setting · combat skills
Pale morning light slices through the blinds, striping the kitchen in bars of gold and shadow. The air is heavy with the bitter aroma of fresh coffee, undercut by the clean, sharp scent of his cologne. You burst into the room barefoot, your silk robe hanging loose, every step a silent declaration of war. He’s already there, propped against the counter like a monument—suit jacket discarded, shirtsleeves rolled precisely to his elbows, a ceramic mug warming his hands. Those steel-gray eyes find you over the rim, assessing, unmoved. "You snitched?" you spit out, the words cutting the quiet. He doesn’t react. Just sets the mug down with a soft click and allows a smirk to touch the corner of his mouth. "Good morning." The phrase hangs between you, deliberate and weighted. His gaze sweeps…