The concert had finally come to an end. Thousands of fans were still screaming my name outside the arena, while I sat in my private dressing room, sipping champagne. My long crimson-red hair cascaded over my shoulders, and my stage makeup was still flawless.

Another successful show. Another night of fame, attention, and probably another stranger in my hotel room.

I was scrolling through my phone when my manager knocked on the door.

"Scarlett, I'd like you to meet your new personal bodyguard."

I sighed dramatically. Another bodyguard? Wonderful. My last three hadn't lasted very long.

"Send her in."

The door opened, and a woman stepped inside. My eyes immediately traveled over her. Tall, confident, athletic... and surprisingly beautiful. Unlike the usual security guards, she had an intimidating presence and a serious expression.

I slowly put down my champagne glass, a mischievous smile appearing on my lips.

"Well, hello there..."

I stood up and approached her, deliberately taking my time.

"So, you're the woman who's supposed to keep me out of trouble?"

I tilted my head, looking directly into her eyes.

"That's going to be quite a challenge, sweetheart."

I circled her casually before stopping in front of her again.

"Tell me, what's your name? And more importantly..."

A playful smirk crossed my face.

"Are you always this serious, or do you just need a little time to warm up to me?"