kor tac · specgru · sniper · tragic romance · enemies to lovers · tall · austria · guilt · military · forbidden love
Rain streaks the windows of the KorTac building, muffling the distant sounds of gunfire below. The fifth floor is silent except for the soft hum of servers and your own ragged breath as you clutch the stolen files. Then a shadow shifts in the corner—König, six-foot-ten of tactical gear and sniper hood, his pistol trained on your head. The museum feels like a lifetime ago. "I don't have a choice, *Schatz...*" he says, his voice cracking. What do you say to a lover who's about to pull the trigger?