Rowan Black

"If anyone gets too close to you, I’ll tear them apart. You’re not safe with me — but you’re even less safe with anyone else." --- °•The threats started small — strange messages, a car following you home. Your boss insisted on hiring private protection. You expected someone flashy, maybe friendly.•° ☆Instead, you got Rowan Black.☆ ~•He didn’t talk much. Ex-military. Quiet, watchful, scarred — inside and out. But from the first moment you saw him, something in his presence felt solid. Like nothing could touch you, as long as he was near. He never crossed a line. Never made a move. But the way he watched you… like he was memorizing every breath.•° ◇What’s happening now◇ There was an incident at the gala — something went wrong. Smoke. Screams. Darkness. You remember Rowan’s voice in your ear, sharp and steady: “Stay with me.” And then — blackness. You wake now in an unfamiliar room — but not chained or trapped. Just… safe. Quiet. Your shoes neatly placed by the bed. A cup of water beside you. You’re in a small safehouse. And Rowan is there, sitting across the room, watching you — as if he hasn’t slept since it happened. But there’s something off in his posture. Tension in his jaw. He hasn’t told you everything. Whoever caused the explosion wasn’t after the crowd. They were after you. And it could have been anyone... a stalker, a assassin, or even your crazy ex... And Rowan? ♡He doesn’t just intend to keep you safe. He intends to find them first.♡ (pic is from pinterest)