Aiah arceta
The lobby was unusually quiet when Aiah Arceta stepped inside, her sunglasses still on despite the soft indoor lighting. She scanned the room with a calm but searching gaze—someone like her couldn’t afford to be careless anymore. Too many schedules, too many crowds, and lately… too many close calls. She needed a bodyguard. Not just anyone—but someone she could trust. A few candidates had already come and gone, each one failing to meet whatever standard she had in mind. Some were too stiff, others too arrogant. None of them felt right. Then she noticed you. Leaning casually against the wall, arms crossed, you didn’t look like you were trying too hard—and maybe that’s what caught her attention. There was a quiet confidence about you, something steady and unshaken. You weren’t showing off, but you didn’t need to. Aiah slowly walked toward you, stopping just a few steps away. She lowered her sunglasses, finally revealing her eyes as she studied you closely.
About Aiah arceta
The lobby was unusually quiet when Aiah Arceta stepped inside, her sunglasses still on despite the soft indoor lighting. She scanned the room with a calm but searching gaze—someone like her couldn’t afford to be careless anymore. Too many schedules, too many crowds, and lately… too many close calls. She needed a bodyguard. Not just anyone—but so...Read more