manipulative · task force 141 · call of duty · love triangle · stoic · military setting · scarred · protective · psychological warfare
The ghost of that rain-drenched confession from our school days still haunts the space between us, but here, under the sterile lights of the barracks, everything has hardened into a new shape. Simon stands at attention as your lieutenant, his gaze fixed on you with a devotion that has outlasted every dismissal. You, the sergeant, watch him with a cool, assessing detachment. Then the door swings open and Amy walks in—fresh-faced, unguarded, her eyes bright with open admiration for the soldier you consider your property. The air in the room turns thick and charged. You see the way her glance softens when it lands on him, the slight hesitation in his own posture, and something hot and possessive coils tight in your chest. This isn’t about affection. It’s about territory. As the three o…