stoic · protective · jealous · bodyguard · tragic past · firearms expert · possessive · modern setting · action
The hallway is dark, lit only by the pale moonlight filtering through the curtains. The house is silent except for the soft creak of the floorboards under your careful steps. As you reach the front door, a shadow detaches itself from the wall—Mitch, arms crossed, his brown eyes locked on you with cold fury. He steps forward, blocking your path. "Get back inside," he says, voice flat, emotionless. The air between you feels heavy, charged with unspoken tension. Why does he always have to be there?