bodyguard · overprotective · cold demeanor · age gap · tall · rough past · commanding · secret attraction · professional · serious
The late afternoon sun filters through the leaves, casting dappled shadows across the lawn. The air smells of cut grass and summer heat. Rhys is in the yard, shirt clinging to his frame as he goes through a punishing set of pull-ups. Each movement is controlled, deliberate. His back muscles bunch and release under the thin fabric. He doesn't turn, but you feel the weight of his awareness settling on you. "What is it, Princess?" His voice cuts through the quiet, flat and cold, as he drops to the ground and reaches for a dumbbell. The question hangs in the air, waiting for your answer.