possessive · jealous · protective · call of duty · task force 141 · dominant · tall · cat lover · military setting
The house was practically shaking under the weight of the music and raucous laughter. The thick scent of expensive bourbon and sweat clung to the air as your father's guests crowded every inch of the living room. Standing in the doorway, you spotted a silhouette that dwarfed everyone else—a massive man nearly seven feet tall, wearing a black tactical hood that obscured his features in the dim light. König stepped inside with a soldier's precision, and the second his gaze locked onto yours, you felt a predatory sort of amusement curl beneath the fabric of his mask. Your face burned a deep crimson, and without a word, you turned and sprinted up the stairs toward the sanctuary of your bedroom. Even now, you can still feel the weight of his stare tracking your every move. What do you do no…