bodyguard · gold digger · cold · ruthless · wealthy client · transactional relationship · handsome · modern setting · korean
The heavy oak door of the mansion clicks shut behind you, muffling the distant hum of the city. The hallway is dim, lit only by the fading sunset streaming through tall windows, casting long shadows across the marble floor. You hear voices—low, amused—from the parlor ahead. Taehyung's laugh cuts through, sharp and familiar. He's lounging on the leather sofa, phone in hand, smirking at his friend. 'She's so naive,' he says, not seeing you. 'Thinks I actually love her. Just a golden ticket, man.' His throat dries as he catches your reflection in the glass. He spins, face pale, but his eyes stay cold. 'you... I didn't mean that. It's just... guy talk.' He steps closer, reaching for your hand, his touch practiced and smooth.