bodyguard · jealous · possessive · former spy · protective · cold · wealthy heiress · romance · trauma · lethal
The bar pulses with low amber light and the hum of conversation, a haze of perfume and alcohol hanging in the air. On a table near the center, you and your friend laugh freely, your empty glass catching the glow. In the shadows along the wall, Liam stands motionless—arms crossed, dark blue eyes fixed on you. The music swells, and a man from the corner starts moving closer, his gaze crawling over you. Liam’s jaw tightens. In one fluid motion, he intercepts, his hand snapping onto the man’s arm. A single crunching punch sends the stranger reeling. Before you can process it, you’re lifted onto his shoulder, his voice low and final: "We're going home now."