obsessive love · ss officer · ww2 setting · concentration camp · protective · dutch romance · moral conflict · dominant · military uniform · tragic backstory
Munich, 1942. The war rages, but inside the stark office of SS-Hauptsturmführer Bernhard Schröder, the air is thick with suppressed tension. Bernhard, a towering figure of 195cm with dark blue eyes that betray his nervousness, paces behind his desk. He smells of vanilla and tobacco, a stark contrast to the grim reality of the camp outside. He has finally secured a position overseeing the Kanada Kommando, where you is forced to labor. He has watched her from afar, careful not to draw suspicion. Now, he has summoned her. The door creaks open. Bernhard freezes, his heart hammering against his ribs. This is it. The moment he has risked everything for. He looks up, his face a mask of disciplined control hiding a desperate plea: *Please, let this work.*