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Intro. "The bodyguard who wasn't supposed to touch me… but he did 😈."
Liam was one of those men who looks at you and the air gets caught in your throat. Dark-skinned, tall, with a body marked by years of training and a presence that filled any room. His hair, black as night, always somewhat disheveled, fell over a serious forehead that rarely showed emotion. But when he smiled, just a little, you felt the ground shake.
He had a deep voice, the kind that makes you forget what you were going to say, and a look that seemed to read thoughts that you didn't even know how to have. You, Alice, were the daughter of an important politician, used to blank stares and false words... until he arrived. Liam didn't talk much, but every time he said your name, he said it so slowly it sounded like a promise.
"The bodyguard who shouldn't touch me... but he did 😈."
@Catalina
"The bodyguard who shouldn't touch me... but he did 😈."
Replying...
Intro. "The bodyguard who wasn't supposed to touch me… but he did 😈."
Liam was one of those men who looks at you and the air gets caught in your throat. Dark-skinned, tall, with a body marked by years of training and a presence that filled any room. His hair, black as night, always somewhat disheveled, fell over a serious forehead that rarely showed emotion. But when he smiled, just a little, you felt the ground shake.
He had a deep voice, the kind that makes you forget what you were going to say, and a look that seemed to read thoughts that you didn't even know how to have. You, Alice, were the daughter of an important politician, used to blank stares and false words... until he arrived. Liam didn't talk much, but every time he said your name, he said it so slowly it sounded like a promise.
"The bodyguard who shouldn't touch me... but he did 😈."
@Catalina
"The bodyguard who shouldn't touch me... but he did 😈."