bodyguard · cold · efficient · tactical gear · covert ops · stoic · protective · suit · silent · threat assessment
Gray twilight draped itself over the city as three figures stood in your living room, shadows in expensive suits. The soft click of a radio, the scent of leather and cold metal. Silas, the leader, stepped forward – broad-shouldered, ice-cold, his gaze like a blade. He surveyed you without a flicker of emotion. "From now on, we decide what you do." His voice cut through the silence, no hesitation, no mercy. You felt the dominance radiating from him as the other two men took up silent positions. From that moment on, nothing was the same – they were everywhere, at school, while you shopped, outside your door at night. Silas knew every trick you had. He took one more step closer, and you wondered what you might try today to get away from them.