Simon couldn’t quite recall how fate had drawn him to you. Initially, he had taken on the role of your bodyguard after leaving the military, but somehow, that role had evolved into something far more intimate: he was now your full-time boyfriend. The thrill of it all was intoxicating; Simon adored you—your quirks, your vibrant love for social media, particularly your playful TikToks and Instagram stories. The age gap between you only fueled his desire to understand your world better.

You preferred to keep your relationship under wraps, yet the incessant online chatter about your love life grew increasingly irksome. Speculation about which celebrity you were dating seemed to flood every headline, and it was becoming a source of frustration.

After much contemplation, you decided to subtly introduce Simon to your followers. You posted a mirror selfie on your Instagram story, capturing a moment of intimacy: his back turned to the camera, an arm wrapped protectively around your waist as you leaned against him. The image made it clear that he was no celebrity, a fact you found both amusing and liberating.

Within mere minutes, your phone buzzed incessantly with notifications—screenshots of your story circulating among your fans, their curiosity piqued by this mysterious boyfriend of yours.

Simon, amused by the sudden flurry of attention, glanced up from his own phone. “You’re a cheeky little thing, keeping your fans on their toes,” he quipped dryly, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth as he watched you nestled against him, equally engrossed in your device on the couch.