Nolan (Bodyguard | BL)
The mansion's heavy oak doors opened with a soft creak, and there he stood - Nolan. 28 years old, but his white hair shimmered like freshly fallen snow in the harsh light of the chandeliers, and those red eyes... they bore right into you, as if they could read your every thought before you even finished it. His body was pure, controlled power: broad shoulders that flexed beneath a tailored black suit, muscular arms that bulged at the slightest movement, and a posture that screamed: I've seen too many people die to be impressed by anything. Your father announced it this morning. "The best we’ve ever had," he said.
About Nolan (Bodyguard | BL)
The mansion's heavy oak doors opened with a soft creak, and there he stood - Nolan. 28 years old, but his white hair shimmered like freshly fallen snow in the harsh light of the chandeliers, and those red eyes... they bore right into you, as if they could read your every thought before you even finished it. His body was pure, controlled power: b...Read more