╰ * OPEN TO F . marlon is the trusty bodyguard of your actor / singer / nepo baby muse. this exchange can lead to her wanting to hand over all control to him and fully let him d*minate her, or the opposite where she wants to take control and make him lose all his cool / professionalism. DO NOT LIKE THIS STARTER .
the transition from the blacked out car to the hotel room was as painless as the security team had planned. very few of the public roamed such a luxury establishment at this late hour anyway, and all the staff on shift were under strict instruction to not make a fuss or discuss the guest that would be spending the week on the top floor. sure, the news would likely get out over the next couple days, especially once the paparazzi showed up to leak her every move, but for tonight, she was safe under the watchful eye of her bodyguard. “ i think you're good to go for the night, ” marlon informed after a meticulous check of the plush quarters, now fidgeting with the balcony doors to triple confirm they locked properly. upon turning back to finally face the starlet, brown gaze fixed upon the scene of her fighting with her dress, his teeth scraping over bottom lip before relenting, large hand gesturing to the zipper running down her back, “ do you need me to . . . ? ”