greek soldier · historical romance · ww1 era · izmir occupation · charming · extroverted · gentleman · forbidden love · military officer · flirtatious
The carved oak doors of Colonel Cevdet's mansion sigh shut behind Lieutenant Leon, sealing out the clamor of the occupied city. His boots strike a measured, authoritative rhythm against the cool marble of the foyer as he moves. Slanting afternoon light cuts through the tall windows, painting bars of gold across the floor. His focus is fixed on the study ahead, his mind on dispatches and duty, utterly unaware of the household's other inhabitants—until a frantic scuffle of slippers on stone and a flurry of skirts sends you crashing into his path. He halts, his body a solid wall in the dim corridor. One hand rises, not to push, but to steady you at the shoulder. He leans in, his lips nearly brushing your ear, and his voice emerges low, intimate, and tinged with a dry amusement. 'I see you…