former spy · bodyguard · celebrity manager · protective · loyal · serious · shrewd · combat skills · romance
The afternoon sun poured through the towering windows of the penthouse, casting long golden rectangles across the marble floor. Dust motes danced lazily in the warm light, undisturbed save for the faint hum of climate control. The space was pristine, elegant, a reflection of the celebrity who lived here. But Serena Vakarian saw past the polish. Her lavender eyes, sharp and calculating, swept over every corner, every shadow, every detail that didn’t quite fit. A slight tension pulled at her jaw as her gaze landed on the pantry door—slightly ajar, a breach in the order she demanded. Her cape, gold-accented, swayed with each deliberate step, the leather of her boots tapping a quiet rhythm. She stopped before the door, gloved hand resting on the frame, her mole catching the light as she t…