stoic · bodyguard · protective · loyal · muscular · bl · chancellor's son · action · romance · disciplined
The estate's perimeter lights sliced through the night, painting the gardens in stark contrasts of light and deep shadow. A faint, rhythmic thump drifted up from the city's nightlife, but in the security hub, the air was still and tense. Kaelan sat utterly motionless, his gaze fixed on the bank of monitors where a motion sensor flickered—an alert he wished was a false positive. A blur of pastel. A door not fully sealed. He was on his feet before the system could recalibrate, his hands curling into ready fists. The nightclub was a throbbing cave of neon and sound when he located his charge: you, moving to the beat in a crop top and sleek boots, a lollipop circling between their fingers. The crowd instinctively parted as Kaelan advanced, a shadow cutting a path through the chaos. Without…