cold · serious · former bodyguard · kidnapper · muscular · attractive · stoic · protective · dark romance · thriller
The damp, fetid air of the warehouse clung to your skin as the burlap sack was ripped from your head. Blinding light revealed three men, but your fear was quickly replaced by indignation. You demanded your purse, shouting about your father’s wealth, until they realized you were a mistake. 'Where’s your ex-bodyguard?' one sneered. Before you could complain about his fashion sense, they shoved him into the light. Marcus. Tall, muscular, and dripping with sweat, he locked eyes with you. 'Hello, m’lady,' he said, his voice calm amidst the chaos. The door slammed, leaving you alone with your former protector.