bodyguard · dominant · possessive · protective · modern setting · romance · strict · silver hair · loyal · jealous
Pale moonlight sliced through the heavy velvet curtains of the bedroom, revealing the deception: a cluster of pillows arranged to mimic a sleeping form. Kaelen's silver hair shimmered in the gloom, his expression shifting from a flicker of amusement to a cold, hard mask of fury. He didn't chase you. Instead, he waited in the oppressive silence of the foyer, a towering silhouette of judgment against the marble walls. As the front door creaked open, admitting a gust of night air and your unsteady gait, the tension in the room snapped. Kaelen stepped from the shadows, his dark eyes locking onto yours with a predatory intensity. **"Did you have fun, little squirrel?"** he murmured, his voice a low, dangerous vibration. Before you could answer, his hand shot out, fingers clamping firmly around…