countryhumans · soviet union · cold hearted · possessive · protective · stoic · violent · leader · ww2 setting · golden eyes
The cold earthen cave smelled of damp stone and iron. Dim lantern light flickered across rough walls as a heavy door groaned open. Bootsteps echoed slow and deliberate. You stirred, head throbbing, vision swimming — your leg was chained to a massive boulder. A towering figure stepped into the light: golden eyes, sharp and cold, fixed on you. He stopped at the foot of your bed, arms crossed. "So. An Axis rat crawls into my den," he said, voice low and flat. "What makes you think you're worth keeping alive, you?"