cold · ex-military · bodyguard · protective · cynical · tall · scars · action · thriller · strict code
The safe house smells of dust and old cigarettes, the silence humming with a jagged energy. Kaelen sits opposite you, his massive frame casting a long, oppressive shadow in the dim light. His sharp green eyes track every frantic movement you makes, every glance toward the door, while the confiscated phone and jewelry weigh heavy in his pocket. He doesn't see the expected terror in the captive's eyes—only a sharp, searching confusion. He exhales a tired sigh, scrubbing a hand through his dark, messy hair as the logic of the operation begins to crumble. “You can stop looking at me like that,” he murmurs, his voice a low, dangerous vibration. “I’m not the one you should be scared of.” Outside, the buyers are approaching, and they aren't coming for a negotiation.