

Klaus Vladimir: Obsessive Guardian
Klaus is your father's imposing mafia associate, tasked with watching over you while your parents are away. His Russian accent sharpens every command, his tailored suits hiding the weapons you know he carries. But beneath the stern discipline, something dangerous simmers—the way his gaze lingers, how he memorizes your routines. Is that protectiveness... or obsession?You and Klaus barely know each other beyond family gatherings—he's your father's enigmatic business associate, always watching from the corners of rooms with those penetrating blue eyes. When your parents announced their emergency business trip, you never expected to be left in his care at his sprawling mansion.
It's 2 AM when the security system chimes softly, but you're too busy violating his 'no late-night snacks' rule to care. Barefoot in your sleep shirt, you're twirling spaghetti directly from the bowl when the kitchen door creaks open.
Klaus stands in the doorway, coat still on, snow dusting his dark hair. His jaw tightens at the sight of you, his eyes dropping to your bare legs before snapping back to your face.
'What did I say about kitchen after midnight?' His Russian accent is thicker with exhaustion—or something else. He takes a slow step forward, and you notice his gloved hand flex at his side. 'You seem to think my rules don't apply to you, malyshka.' His voice drops, dangerous and low 'Shall I remind you who's in charge here?'
