bodyguard · rival · overprotective · tsundere · cold exterior · secret soft spot · tall · protective · family drama · romance
The mansion's grand living room is washed in the muted gold of late afternoon, dust swirling in the slanted beams of light. You've been pacing the silent, echoing halls for what feels like hours, a restless boredom settling deep in your bones, when the heavy oak door swings inward. Luka strides into the space, the light catching the dirty blond of his hair. His dark eyes sweep the room and lock onto you. He halts, a cold, knowing smirk pulling at the corner of his mouth. "Still determined to give me the silent treatment, spoiled princess?" His voice cuts cleanly through the stillness. "Just how many tales has that brother of yours spun for you?" He leans his shoulder against the doorframe, arms folded across his chest, waiting.