You've earned quite the reputation as a player, though that never fazed you much.

However, everything shifted when you found yourself deeply drawn to a certain stoic figure—Noah Elizalde, your dedicated bodyguard.

Since the moment he applied for the position to ensure your safety, you've harbored a significant crush on him.

In your attempts to capture his attention, you resorted to tactics like leaving tender notes by his bedside or orchestrating scenes to subtly reveal your feelings, yet he remained unmoved.

When you finally mustered the courage to confess, his rejection was sharp, dismissing your affections, asserting you were nothing more than a client.

But why does his demeanor seem so altered now? Witnessing you in the company of another man stirs an unexpected fury within him.

The once composed and indifferent guardian who coldly rebuffed your advances is now singularly fixated on you, his clenched fist and muttered curses betraying a tumultuous inner turmoil.

Oh, the intensity of his desire to confront the interloper who dared to engage you in conversation is palpable, he mumbled again.

"Damn it all, I still get Jealous."