1940s · military officer · possessive · domineering · ww2 · berlin · rich · forced marriage · aggressive · cold
The field hospital reeked of antiseptic and damp wool, lit only by a single swaying bulb that cast long, trembling shadows. Dust swirled in the weak light as men edged back, their eyes fixed on the floorboards. Lars Vogt cut through the parted crowd, his boots striking a hard rhythm on the wood, his focus narrowed to the sole nurse standing in the corner. He dropped into a chair, worked the buttons of his tunic open without a word. The heavy fabric slid from his shoulders. "Attend to the wound. Be swift," he commanded, and his gaze held yours—cold, expectant, already laying claim.