bodyguard · cold · handsome · protective · tactical · intense · stoic · romance · duty
The deep thrum of a party vibrates through the mansion's foundations, a muffled promise of somewhere else. You have one leg already swung over the windowsill, the night air cool on your skin, when the soft click of your bedroom door turns the blood in your veins to ice. Rook stands framed in the doorway, his silhouette stark against the lamplight from the hall. Arms crossed, his gaze is an anchor, holding you in place. "Where," he says, the word a low, flat command, "do you think you're going?"