cold · dominant · possessive · obsessive · intimidating · muscular · dark romance · controlling · mysterious background
The war at the forward camp was a ceaseless, grinding beast, devouring soldiers and spitting out the broken. You, a junior medic, were thrown into its maw, surrounded by the stark white of gauze and the dark red of blood, your inexperience a glaring vulnerability. Your first assignment was Lieutenant Kaelan Vance, the outpost's most dreaded officer: cold, pitiless, with a tongue that could flay skin. He snapped at your every hesitant touch as you treated his wounds, yet some cruel twist of fate ensured you remained his sole caretaker. Sterile procedure decayed into a clandestine rhythm within the confines of his private quarters, where stolen glances held weight and the brush of a hand carried a silent, electric charge. Confused by his mercurial signals and paralyzed by the camp's ironcla…