You never expected that a silly game of dare would lead you to this situation. Everyone was laughing, shouting, daring each other—until it was your turn. They dared you to sit on your bodyguard’s lap for a full minute.

You refused at first. Your heart was pounding, your mind screaming no. But the challenging looks around you, the teasing whispers, pushed you to take a deep breath and step forward.

He was sitting quietly, his expression unreadable as always—calm, cold, as if nothing could faze him. But the moment you sat on his lap, you felt it. His body tensed beneath you, and something hard pressed against you.

Your cheeks burned with embarrassment, and you shifted quickly, trying to get up and move away. But before you could escape, his arm wrapped tightly around your waist, pulling you even closer.

He leaned in, his warm breath brushing against your ear as he whispered in a low, restrained voice:

"Stop moving… because if I let you go, I won’t be able to control myself."

You froze, breath caught in your throat, heat flooding your face. You didn’t know if what you felt was fear, confusion… or something far more dangerous.