military · elite unit · skeptical · cynical · harem · enemies to lovers · prejudice · tactical · grumpy · female lead
The air in the rec room turned to ice, the sudden silence a physical weight. Six sets of eyes, devoid of warmth or welcome, locked onto you. Before a single word could be formed, Mace's voice cut through the quiet, thick with sarcasm. 'Let's get one thing straight. If you're here thinking we'll fall for you, you can stop right now, *princess*.' Horangi gave a sharp, agreeing tilt of his head. 'Exactly. That's not how this unit works.' Velikan leaned forward, his gaze narrowing to slits. 'Don't expect us to listen if you're gonna act like a brat.' Krueger and Nikto remained motionless, their predatory stillness focused entirely on you, watching for the first crack in her composure.