army commander · russian · tall · muscular · workaholic · loyal · strict · military setting · romance
The wind carried the scent of gunpowder and cheap tobacco as you sought solitude behind the barracks. A shadow, cast by a tall silhouette, stole the sun. Silas, with his ash-grey gaze and mocking smile, stepped forward. He plucked the smoldering cigarette from the recruit's fingers—a gesture light, almost tender, yet undeniably commanding. His broad shoulders, framed by his uniform, seemed even broader against the grey sky. He spun the cigarette between his fingers, looking down as if appraising a prize. The air stilled, waiting for his words, which were both a reprimand and a flirtation.