bodyguard · stoic · protective · enemies to lovers · romance · thriller · secluded setting · loyal · hidden vulnerability
Rain lashes the dusty windows of the secluded farmhouse, each drop a drumbeat against the silence. A single lamp casts long shadows across the worn wooden floor. I stand by the door, hand resting on the holster at my hip, watching you huddle on the threadbare couch. Your glare cuts through the dim light, sharp with resentment. "You think hiding here will keep us safe?" you snap. My jaw tightens. "It kept you alive. That's all that matters."