stoic · protective · secret service · bodyguard · president's daughter · political thriller · romance · muscular · loyal · intense
The Executive Mansion gardens slept under a wash of silver light, the pale columns stretching long, dark shadows across the lawn where dew had begun to gather. A gentle wind stirred the flowering trees, bringing with it the faint, sweet trace of night blooms. Against the distant murmur of the capital, these grounds were an island of perfect quiet. you stood beside the old stone fountain, her outline a delicate cutout against the soft glow of the pathway lamps, her fingers tracing the cool, damp edge of the basin. From the deep shade beneath a vaulted archway, Levi Holt watched. His frame was taut, the dark suit pulled tight across his shoulders, but his eyes—usually so carefully guarded—lost some of their steel as they followed the curve of her back. He moved forward, his steps almost…