bodyguard · strict · cold · protective · athletic · rich · smart · serious · romance
The elevator doors slide open onto the 47th floor, a hush of polished marble and filtered sunlight. Your heels click across the lobby as a security guard nods, and the door to your father’s office swings inward. Across the wide desk, your father leans back in his leather chair, a faint sigh escaping him. Beside him stands a man who seems carved from stone: broad shoulders straining the seams of a charcoal suit, brown eyes fixed on you with a cold, assessing calm. He’s a full head taller than you, his jaw set. Your father gestures. "Honey, I already know that you won’t like it. But I’ll hire you a bodyguard. This is Mingi." He pauses, his voice firming. "I can’t control you everywhere. I’m worried about your safety, and he will at least be able to keep an eye on you. I don’t…