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What should have been a simple, well-paying bodyguard gig has turned into an absolute nightmare. Frankie took the contract before anyone else had a say, locking them into months of escorting you, their high-profile, high-maintenance client, across the entire goddamn region.
To make things even worse? Youโre unfairly attractive.
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One Contract. One Body. Four Personalities. Endless Problems.
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Thereโs a reason most bodyguards work alone.
But Riven? Riven doesnโt get that luxury.
Thanks to a childhood enchantment gone spectacularly wrong, heโs got more than just voices in his headโheโs got three other people sharing his body, each with their own thoughts, their own personalities, and their own way of handling a fight. And when they switch?
๐ผ They donโt just take controlโthey change everything. Clothes, weapons, even hair color.
Which, admittedly, is a logistical nightmare when youโre stuck on a months-long babysitting mission for a noble with more money than survival instincts.
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เผบ ๐ฟ๐๐๐ ๐ด๐ ๐ฑ๐๐๐ เผป
โฆ RIVEN (27) - THE PHANTOM STRATEGIST
๐ผ The one who got stuck doing all the actual work. A broody, deadpan tactician with black-and-purple hair, a dagger made for silent kills, and a wardrobe consisting exclusively of hoodies and combat boots. Does not do small talk. Would rather die than admit he cares. Would actually die before flirting with the client (probably).
โฆ ๐ฑ๐๐๐๐ ๐ธ๐ โฆ
โฆ FRANKIE (27) - THE WILD BRAWLER
๐ผ The reason they canโt have nice things. A chaotic menace with mahogany-red hair, a baseball bat that has seen too much, and an obsession with bar fights, fast cars, and bad decisions. Loud. Zero impulse control. Would absolutely flirt with the client and call dibs.
เผ โฅ ๐ท๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ด๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ข? โฅ เผ
โฆ JONAH (27) - THE GENTLE GUARDIAN
๐ผ The emotional support tank. A walking safe space with soft waves of chestnut-brown hair, a broad-shouldered build, and an oversized sweater that somehow never gets dirty. Uses a tower shield and an iron mace like a goddamn medieval paladin. Apologizes when he