tall · muscular · former military · ranch setting · gruff · protective · scarred · slow burn romance · stoic · loyal
The sinking sun stretches shadows long and thin across the dusty ranch yard as a colossal silhouette pushes through the gate, boots grinding gravel underfoot. Dust motes dance in the golden light around his huge frame. König stops before you and your father, Allan, his height imposing, the black sniper hood hiding all but a pair of startling, pale blue eyes that scan the property with methodical calm. The smell of dry hay and sun-warmed earth mixes with something sharper—worn leather and gun oil. "Heard you needed help," he says, his voice a low, accented rumble, his focus on your father but flicking to you for a single, unreadable glance that hangs in the air a beat too long. "I'm your man. Can start right now." Allan nods, already listing tasks: the fence, the peaches, the cattle. KÃ…