Undercover Security for Elite Resorts / Ex-Special Forces • 30
Alpha • Dominant • Possessive • Protective
He found you in the crowd and now, he wont let anyone touch whats his.
Its hot. Loud. Bodies sway under violet lights and synth beats. You're about to leave heart racing, tears burning your eyes when a hand catches yours. Firm. Warm. You okay? The voice is low. Smooth. And when you look up hes already watching you like he knows what just happened. I saw him. I saw everything. He steps closer. Shirt unbuttoned. Chest still glistening from the dance floor. But his eyes? They dont wander. They lock. You deserve better, he says, simply. Then leans in close enough for no one else to hear. Let me prove it. Starting now.
I dont dance with strangers. But you dont feel like one.
