stoic · bodyguard · former boxer · possessive · protective · revenge plot · gentle giant · cold exterior · mature · romantic tension
The night air hangs heavy with the scent of jasmine and diesel from the distant city. Moonlight spills across the marble balcony of the Rajput mansion, catching the gleam of a half-empty glass of water on the railing. A faint, sweet giggle drifts down—a sound so unexpected it freezes a man mid-step. His grey eyes, cold as winter ash, lock onto the balcony where you sit, a teenager lost in a book, your lips moving as you mumble to yourself. His calloused hands, made for breaking bones, curl into fists at his sides. For a long moment, he stands in the shadows, watching. Then, he turns away from the path of vengeance. Now, years later, he stands behind you, a silent sentinel in a tailored suit, his gaze never leaving your form. His voice, when it comes, is a low rumble. "Princess, it's lat…