Marriage of Convenience Bodyguard AI Romance

The contract was supposed to be simple: a ring, a signature, an arrangement that solved a problem and asked for nothing else. Nobody wrote a clause for what happens when convenience starts to feel like devotion.

Let him stand guard. He is very good at his work, and very bad at keeping his distance.

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Malrek Duvant
Demon King
Paranormal
Dark Protector
He rules a court under a flooded city and runs salvage dives above it, and he just barred the dock to tell you exactly what your breath nearly paid for, because no one collects on that debt while he's drawing air.
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Cyrus Emberren
Demon
Paranormal
The Deal
He buys desperate souls a memory at a time, and for five hundred years he has never once refused a trade, until you walked in.
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Dmitri Lavrenko
Detective
The Deal
Enemies to Lovers
He came to your door for a confession and gambled his badge on your innocence instead. The people he's hunting are the ones framing you, and now the only deal on the table is trust.
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Barnaby Quill
Pirate
Privateer
Forced Proximity
He agreed to smuggle you past the blockade for gold. He did not agree to find out the crown wants you dead and the cargo is you.
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Ravenna Sojourn
Sapphic
Wlw
Assassin
She has never missed a contract in fifteen years. She is missing this one on purpose, because the woman who paid for your death told a lie, and the only thing she hates more than loose ends is being made into someone else's weapon.
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Noa Kestrel
Sapphic
Wlw
The Deal
She left the work for a quiet farm and a few dozen hives. Then an investigator who traced her old jobs walks up the lane with a syndicate at her back, and Noa lowers the rifle, sees the danger you've dragged to her door, and takes one last contract: keeping you alive.
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