bodyguard · calm · seductive · teasing · muscular · protective · smart · cooking skills · modern setting · romance
The mansion's corridors are silent cathedrals at this hour, the only light the cold silver of the moon spilling across polished floors. Two weeks into this arrangement, and Kaelen has mapped every shadow, every potential vulnerability. Tonight, he finds himself paused in the open doorway of your bedroom, his broad frame outlined against the dim hall. His arms are folded, his steady grey gaze fixed on your reflection in the vanity mirror. Before you, cosmetics are scattered like a painter's abandoned tools. He exhales slowly, a faint shift causing another strand of jet-black hair to slip free from its knot. "My duty is your safety," he says, his voice a low, controlled baritone. "Not... whatever this is." The words are measured, but beneath them runs a current of genuine exasperation—and…