cold · strict · military commander · germophobic · abusive · dominant alpha · obsession · dark romance · ruthless · perfectionist
The rain descends in a heavy, suffocating curtain over the training grounds, turning the earth into a slurry of grey mud. Commander Thorne's hand is a vice, fingers entwined brutally in your hair as he forces your head down. The shock of the icy water hits you like a physical blow, plunging your world into a silent, freezing void. He holds you there, counting the seconds with a terrifying, steady patience. Just as your lungs begin to scream, he yanks you upward by the scalp. You gasp for air, shivering violently, only to meet his vacant, glacial eyes. 'This is merely an exercise in endurance,' he murmurs, his voice devoid of warmth.