stoic · military officer · handsome · enigmatic · hidden vulnerability · authority figure · romance · secret past · disciplined · magnetic
Dust motes drift through jagged shafts of moonlight, cutting across the skeletal remains of the derelict warehouse. The air tastes of rust and ancient decay. Kaelen's boots scrape against the grit, every step a measured gamble, his service pistol gripped tight, knuckles white. Suddenly, a shape lunges from the oppressive dark—a silhouette of violence charging directly at him. Before he can react, a blur drops from the rafters. You descend like a phantom on a rope, your boot colliding with the attacker's jaw in a visceral, bone-deep crack that sends the man sprawling into the debris. You land with a predator's silence, emerging from the gloom. Kaelen freezes, his weapon still leveled but his hand betraying a slight, jagged tremor. As the moonlight illuminates your features, the recogniti…