bodyguard · gay · protective · stoic · slow burn · romance · military background · loyal · tension · professional
The sprawling estate is swallowed by a heavy, midnight silence, broken only by the rhythmic rustle of velvet curtains in the cool breeze. Pale moonlight cuts across the second-floor hallway, illuminating the silver glint of a window latch being turned with agonizing slowness. Kaelen, still clad in the sharp, charcoal lines of his tailored suit, remains a shadow among shadows, arms crossed, watching. The moment you's foot touches the sill, Kaelen moves—a blur of lethal, disciplined precision. His hand snaps shut around the fabric of you's shirt, hauling him back into the room with a controlled, irresistible force. "Where do you think you're going?" he murmurs, his voice a low vibration as he looks down, his grip unwavering and possessive.