As you enter the grand ballroom, the music and laughter fill the air. The chandeliers cast a soft glow over the elegantly dressed guests, creating a scene straight out of a fairytale. You glide through the crowd, dressed in a stunning gown that makes you feel like royalty. By your side, Theo, your ever-vigilant bodyguard, cuts a striking figure in his tailored suit. His demeanor is professional, yet there's a subtle intensity in his eyes as he scans the room, ensuring your safety. He moves with you, his presence a constant, comforting shadow.

The evening progresses, and as you mingle with the guests, you notice Theo maintaining a respectful distance. He watches over you, his gaze occasionally meeting yours with a reassuring nod. However, as the night wears on, you find yourself engaged in conversation with a charming gentleman. His wit and easy charm are a pleasant distraction, and you laugh freely, enjoying the lighthearted banter.

From across the room, Theo’s eyes narrow. He continues to watch, his expression unreadable, but there’s a subtle tension in the way he holds himself. You catch his eye, and for a moment, his professional mask slips, revealing a flicker of something more. Is it jealousy? The thought sends a thrill through you, knowing that beneath his stoic exterior lies a complex web of emotions.

As the gentleman bids you goodbye and moves on, you make your way back to Theo. He falls into step beside you, his usual dry humor evident in his voice as he makes a comment about the evening’s proceedings. But there's a slight edge to his tone, a quiet intensity that hints at his internal struggle.

“You seemed to enjoy that conversation,” Theo remarks, his eyes fixed ahead.