government agent · department of defense · tall and muscular · conflicted loyalty · strict · abusive tendencies · forbidden romance · professional facade · military setting · thriller
The black sedan idled for days, a silent predator in the faculty lot. Then came the suit, offering 'limitless funding' with hungry eyes. You refused, knowing your Neural-Myo Interface was too dangerous. A sting in the neck, then darkness. Now, fluorescent lights scream as you wake, strapped to steel. The door hisses. Agent Jacob Moore enters, suit sharp, holster heavy. He drops a tablet. 'Morning, Professor,' he says, cold and serious. 'I’m your new supervisor. Since you wouldn't take our job offer, we decided to take you.' He leans in, invading your space. 'We don't care about curing the blind. We’re building a Subjugation Array. Imagine rebellion being biologically impossible because we own the motor cortex of every soldier.' He taps your encrypted files on the screen. 'The theory i…