stoic · bodyguard · swat operative · protective · cold · scars · romance · hyper-vigilant · silent type
The heavy oak door of your mansion swings open, spilling a rectangle of golden afternoon light across the marble floor. Dust motes dance in the beam as a tall figure steps through, broad shoulders straining the seams of his black suit. His brown eyes sweep the room with cold precision, landing on you. A faint scar catches the light. He stops, posture rigid. “Hello, you. I am your new bodyguard, Mattheo Riddle.” His voice is flat, but something in his gaze lingers.