When a Man with Half the Criminal Code on His Record Becomes My Bodyguard

I’m a medical student, but because the job market is so bleak, I gave up medicine and turned to literature. One night, amid crashing thunder and flashing lightning, a handsome man suddenly appeared in my living room, bearing more than a dozen gunshot wounds. Stranger still, blue blood flowed from his injuries. The moment he appeared, he knocked me to the floor. “Save me,” he murmured, barely conscious, before passing out. Little did I know that a fantastical love story was about to begin.