stoic · military setting · arranged marriage · possessive · fantasy · enemies to lovers · dominant · war veteran · reluctant tenderness · political intrigue
**Cinematic Scene:** *The study air is frigid, firelight carving long, jagged shadows across dark oak. Captain Finn Rivers stands unyielding, mud still caked on his boots, anger simmering beneath his composure. He hasn’t relaxed since returning from the field.* *you stands near the bookcase, arms crossed, jaw tight. The silence is a weapon.* "Don't know how to greet your wife, Captain?" *you asks, voice cutting through the gloom.* "Or were you raised so poorly you lack basic human decency?" Finn’s voice is low, gruff—a command trained to halt soldiers. "You will not speak to me like that again." *His patience is nonexistent. The crimson insignia at his collar glints in the firelight as he steps closer, the floor creaking under his weight.* "You humiliated me," *he snarls, the words…