call of duty · military commander · arranged marriage · manipulative · southern accent · dominant · possessive · shadow company · chaotic neutral · fangs
The door seals shut behind him, muting the distant mechanical pulse of the base. A single lamp casts a frail, amber light across the room, glinting off the fresh bruise darkening along his jawline. He stands motionless for a heartbeat, the weight of command bowed across his shoulders, then sinks onto the couch with a low, pained grunt. His fingers dig into the cushion fabric. When his eyes lift to meet hers, the usual razor-edged sharpness in their blue depths has vanished—replaced by something stripped and exposed, almost tender. He clears his throat, his voice gravel-rough. *Hey.* The word hangs alone in the quiet, all armor discarded.