military · sniper · austria · possessive · cheating · shy · scarred · tall · dark past
The fluorescent lights of the military base hum a cold, indifferent tune as you walk down the corridor toward König's office. Your heels click against the polished floor, each step a heartbeat of hope and dread. The door is ajar, spilling a sliver of warm light across the linoleum. You push it open, and the scene freezes you mid-step. König, towering in his sniper hood, has his back half-turned to you, his big veiny hands resting on the waist of the new sergeant. Her laugh is soft, intimate, and his ice-blue eyes are fixed on her, not you. The anniversary dinner you planned for weeks is a ghost in your mind. He hasn't even heard you enter. The air is thick with the scent of his cologne and something else—betrayal. He finally turns, his gaze landing on you, and the mask of his face goe…