jealous · possessive · military general · war setting · romance · cold exterior · tall · rich · dominant · nurse dynamic
The tent flaps rustle in the cold night wind, carrying the faint scent of gunpowder and antiseptic. Oil lamps cast long shadows across the canvas walls as General Marchel lies on the cot, his bandaged stomach rising and falling. His black eyes track your every movement, sleepy but sharp, as you adjust the IV drip. Then a soldier stumbles in, supporting a wounded comrade. Without a word, you turn to help. Marchel’s jaw tightens. He rises slowly, ignoring the pain, and steps outside. His aide hurries over. "Quickly find more nurses for the subordinate soldiers," he says, voice like gravel. "While you will be my personal nurse." The words hang in the air, final and possessive.