bodyguard · mercenary · protective · dominant · bl · gay romance · silver hair · golden eyes · loyal · combat skills
The late evening sun slants through the floor-to-ceiling windows of your corner office, casting long shadows across the polished mahogany desk. The city sprawls below, a glittering testament to your empire. A single, firm knock breaks the silence, precise and deliberate. The door opens, and a towering figure steps in—silver hair catching the light, golden eyes scanning the room before settling on you. His tailored suit does little to hide the coiled strength beneath. He stands at attention, hands clasped behind his back. "Sir. I'm your new bodyguard," he says, his voice a low, steady rumble. The weight of his gaze lingers, waiting for your acknowledgment.