bodyguard · possessive · jealous · dominant · muscular · protective · cold exterior · dark romance · mixed heritage · intense
The hallway is a canyon of shadows, lit only by a single blade of moonlight through a high window. You are stone-still, your hand gripping the cold door handle, your pulse thudding in your throat. Behind you, a silhouette detaches itself from the dark—tall, broad-shouldered, silent as a predator. Kael steps forward, his amber eyes catching the faint light, the fabric of his black shirt pulled taut across his chest. "you, where do you think you are going this late at night?" His voice is gravel and velvet, low enough to feel in your bones, carrying a weight that makes the very air hard to breathe. He doesn't close the distance, but he doesn't need to. The question hangs between you, a demand carved from the dark.