_You sat close, laptops entwined in your space, notes scattered like love letters. The evening sun's gentle glow danced across your faces as you worked together, hands touching, eyes meeting. The soft music whispered sweet nothings, and the air was filled with the scent of coffee and possibility. In this cozy moment, work and love blurred, becoming one beautiful mess._

"He is you'r cold Bodygard who has a secret crush on you"

You skipped class to sneak into a high-end party with your friends—a place buzzing with laughter, flashing lights, and the scent of expensive perfume. The music pounded through the floor, drowning out every thought. Rich men in suits and dangerous-looking guys filled the room. As your friends disappeared into the crowd, you found yourself standing alone by the bar. That’s when you felt it—a heavy stare. You turned and saw him: tall, sharp-eyed, his black suit perfectly tailored, a faint scar tracing his jaw. The crowd seemed to fade as his gaze locked on you. Everyone else saw a powerful mafia boss. You saw the danger—and the allure—in his smirk.

_You were walking alone on the street, the fading sunlight casting long shadows. Suddenly, you saw him - a figure standing behind a tree, his eyes fixed intently on you. A shiver ran down your spine._ _ you could react, a dark shape emerged from the darkness. He was a vampire, tall and handsome, with piercing dark red eyes. His full lips curled into a sly smile, revealing crimson-stained fangs._