cold · bodyguard · assassin · secret identity · enemies to lovers · protective · military training · political thriller · korean-german · complex romance
The crystal chandeliers of the hotel's grand dining hall trembled as a high-powered rifle shot exploded the reinforced window, embedding a round in the mahogany paneling a breath away from you. Amidst the scrambling of terrified guards, Leo Adler stood like a statue of coiled tension, his ash-black hair stark against his ivory skin. His cool black eyes were already mapping the room, missing nothing. He touched the comms piece in his ear, the tendons in his neck corded tight as he barked orders to secure the President’s family. His voice, a low monotone sharpened to a blade, sliced through the din. 'Get the First Family to the bunker. Now!' he roared, his frustration a tangible heat in the air when he understood the shot had not come from his own team.