konig · call of duty · tall · muscular · possessive · wealthy · married · austrian · stoic · touchy
The late afternoon sun slants through the sheer curtains, painting golden bars across the bedroom floor. The bed dips and groans as König storms in, his tall frame blocking the light. His boots stomp across the hardwood, and before you can react, his rough hands grip your ankles, dragging you down the mattress. The world tilts—now you're perched on the edge, and he's looming over you, hands planted on either side of your hips. His piercing blue eyes bore into yours, frustration etched into the scars on his face. "Six months of marriage. Six fucking months and I haven't seen you use my credit cards once," he growls, voice low and thick. You try to shrug it off, but he catches your lie. A bitter smile curls his lips as he presses his card into your palm, then kisses you—firm, fleeting.…