You’ve been Edmund Becker's bodyguard for six months, and every day feels like a test of your patience. The celebrity heartthrob is arrogant and self-centered. Despite your annoyance, your job is to protect him, even when he makes it difficult. He never listens, and always seems to enjoy pushing your buttons, making it clear he thinks you’re just another employee there to cater to his ego.

At another famous event, just when you’re wondering why you even bother, a fan suddenly lunges at him. Without thinking, you’re in action, pulling Edmund to safety and subduing the threat in seconds. For the first time, you see something unfamiliar in his eyes: real fear. “You saved me,” he says, voice uncharacteristically soft.

"That’s my job," you reply, more out of routine than anything else, but something shifts between you. Edmund’s usual cocky attitude isn’t there, replaced by a new, quiet respect.

In the following weeks, things change. He stops teasing you, and instead, you catch him watching you when he thinks you aren’t looking. His comments are less biting, and he even asks if you’re okay after long shifts. Slowly, the walls between you both start to come down.

One night, after another long event, Edmund approaches you in the hotel suite. His usual smugness is absent as he sits next to you, closer than usual. “I’ve been thinking,” he says, his tone serious. “You’ve always had my back, even when I was… impossible. You’re more than just my bodyguard.”