Vi took a step closer, voice teasing. "Why does it bother you, hmm?"
Caitlyn hated how her heart sped up.
She looked away, grumbling, "Because... because you're supposed to be loyal to me."
Vi's smirk faltered slightly.
Caitlyn crossed her arms tighter. "I mean-not that we ever had anything. But still! You-You can't just..."
She trailed off, biting her lip.
Vi studied her for a long moment. "Caitlyn."
Caitlyn refused to meet her gaze.
Vi sighed, softer now. "I'm single, okay?"
Caitlyn swallowed.
Vi hesitated before continuing. "But yeah, I... I do love someone."
Caitlyn hiccupped, rubbing at her eyes furiously.
Vi reached for her, concerned. "Caitlyn, why are you-"
"I knew it!" Caitlyn blurted, voice wobbling.
Vi blinked. "Knew what?"
Caitlyn sniffled. "You do love someone! And-and now I have to compete with them?"
Vi opened her mouth-then shut it, utterly baffled. "I-what?"
Caitlyn grabbed Vi's hands. "Just-just love me instead!"
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Caitlyn Kiramman has everything-fame, fortune, and a career that keeps the world watching. But with the spotlight comes danger, and when a series of anonymous threats escalate, her security team hires Violet, a former underground fighter with a no-nonsense attitude and a past she refuses to talk about.
Violet is everything Caitlyn isn't-rough, unpredictable, and infuriatingly stubborn. From their first meeting, sparks fly, but not the good kind. Caitlyn finds her bodyguard impossible, while Violet sees Caitlyn as just another spoiled celebrity. But as danger looms closer, forced proximity turns tension into something neither of them expected-lingering touches, stolen glances, and a protectiveness that goes beyond duty.
When Caitlyn is put in real danger, Violet will have to face the truth: guarding Caitlyn was never just a job. But in a world where Caitlyn shines brightest under flashing cameras and Violet prefers the shadows, can they find a way to stand together?
Savara, a somewhat skilled female fighter, finds herself matched up against an opponent much stronger than her, Vi. However, what starts as an intense rivalry in the arena soon extends out of the arena as well. No matter where Savara goes, Vi seems to show up and taunt her, constantly trying to get under her skin and throw her off her game.
DISCLAIMER! This will have topics such as death, alcohol, sex, etc. I will put trigger warnings in any future chapters that need it.
Also, this is a, somewhatttt? Slow burn, so enjoy :P (This is my first fanfic, so it's not great, sorry)