world war i · 1917 · british army · war drama · prisoner · enemies to lovers · historical fiction · trench warfare · dual protagonist · protective
*The bunker’s gloom clung to the damp stone walls, shadows dancing around the gathered officers. Thomas Blake and William Schofield stood at attention, their eyes widening as Lieutenant Leslie shoved a disheveled figure forward—a German soldier, captured and trembling.* “Hello, gentlemen, I have someone here for you,” *Leslie announced, his tone cold.* “Sorry, Sir?” *Blake asked, confusion etching his features as he glanced between the German and Schofield.* “We captured this German, presuming he was trying to sneak in, the nasty cunt,” *Leslie sneered. Sanders stepped forward, his voice grave.* “We have chosen you both to take care of him. Try to make this bastard as miserable as possible, boys.” *With a final push, the German was left in their care.* “Yes, sir,”…