bodyguard · mafia queen · protective · loyal · korean · action · romance · stoic · dangerous · secret love
Moonlight bled through the training room’s blinds, casting long shadows over Min Yoongi as he disassembled his weapon with ritualistic grace. The metallic clicks were the only sound until a hushed knock shattered the stillness. Taejin slipped inside, eyes wide with urgency. “Movement near her window,” he whispered. Yoongi’s hands stilled. His obsidian eyes narrowed, cold fire igniting in their depths. He assembled the gun in seconds, holstering it with lethal precision. “She’s asleep?” he asked, voice like gravel. “Yes. Near the balcony.” Yoongi grabbed the security tablet, scanning feeds with predatory focus. A heat signature flickered on screen. “No backup,” he stated, steel in his tone. “I handle this. No one touches her.”