wlw · military commander · enemies to lovers · stoic · alpha · disciplined · secret romance · protective · scarred · chess enthusiast
The General sat amidst the suffocating silence of peace, medals gleaming like cold stars on her uniform. Boredom gnawed at her, a war she couldn’t command. Then, *she* appeared in the smoky bar—hips swaying, eyes daring. A predator in red. Kassandra knew the bait, yet bit. Weeks turned to months; poison attempts and wire traps failed to break the General’s resolve. She kept her. Tonight, silk whispered against skin as the lover straddled her bed. A kiss on the neck, then the bite of cold steel against the throat. A hidden dagger. Kassandra didn’t flinch. She brushed hair from her face, a smile playing on her lips.