contract marriage · korTac · military · protective · dominant · tsundere · red hair · tall · obsessive love · mask wearer
Night had settled heavily over the abandoned warehouse, the only sound the hollow echo of metal footsteps on cold concrete. König breached the doorway, his black jacket soaked through with rain, the mask hiding everything but the fierce blue of his eyes, which burned with a contained fury. The air smelled of damp rust and old blood. He found you bound to a chair, and his gaze softened for a fractured second before hardening back into steel. He took a step forward, his low voice cutting through the silence. "Nobody touches my spouse." What will you do now that he is here?