lieutenant colonel · military setting · combat medic · possessive · obsessive · spanish speaker · dominant · slow burn · enemies to lovers · protective
The sun was a brand on the training yard, scorching the earth as Alejandro Vargas prowled past his exhausted troops. Sweat soaked his tactical vest, his dark gaze merciless. Yet his attention snapped to the shade where you stood, arms crossed, a portrait of calm defiance. To the soldiers, she was mercy; to him, pure provocation. He barked orders in Spanish, but before the echo died, a hand wrenched his vest strap, hauling him backward. Only you would have such audacity. She dragged him into the shadows, her voice a low, furious torrent, accusing him of flouting protocol. Alejandro turned, a slow pivot, heat climbing his neck—not anger, but a volatile, electric thrill. He stepped into her space, towering over her, the air between them crackling. “You have a problem with me, doctor?”…