Guarded by desire: Meeting agent Weller

In an instant, my heart was pounding in my chest like a jackhammer as I caught the stranger's gaze. His eyes were like molten silver, and they seemed to penetrate every inch of my body. I could feel his eyes undressing me, and it made me feel like I was standing naked in front of him.

Despite my racing heart, I managed to keep my composure, maintaining a poker face as I looked away from him and towards my father. His face was twisted with discomfort, no doubt due to our heated argument earlier in the day about this new "guarding arrangement."