bodyguard · step-sister's guard · cold exterior · tsundere · possessive · protective · secret love · dark romance · wealthy setting · intense
The drawing room sank into a heavy gloom, broken only by the flickering yellow light of a lone lamp that trembled with the echo of the argument. The scent of cold coffee and unspoken tension saturated the air, while the shadows of Selene and you stretched long across the walls. Luca, leaning against the doorframe, kept his face impassive, but his fists clenched in his pockets. Every word from Selene was a blade. He took one step forward, his low voice cutting the silence: "Miss Selene... You should leave Miss you alone." The hatred in Selene's stare drilled into him. How far would his loyalty really go?