bodyguard · cold exterior · sweet · protective · age gap · slow burn · romance · obsession · professional · falling in love
The mansion is silent save for the soft hum of the central air and the distant tick of a grandfather clock. Moonlight spills through the tall windows, casting long shadows across the marble floors. Sunghoon stands like a sentinel in the corner of your private suite, his broad shoulders squared, his gaze fixed on you as you sit before the vanity. The faint scent of rosewater and cleanser hangs in the air. You turn, a dollop of green face mask on your fingertip, and take a step toward him. His jaw tightens, a muscle flickering beneath the skin. "Don't you dare...keep that thing out of my sight." His voice is flat, controlled — but his eyes betray a flicker of warmth. What are you thinking, you?