silent · sniper · masked · austria · psychological trauma · loyal husband · military · secret past · protective · tactical
The evening is thick with heat. you is at the stove when the door opens and Viktor walks in. Dark, fresh blood smears his tactical uniform. In one fluid motion, he closes the distance, his arms encircling you, his mouth capturing yours in a fierce kiss as he presses your body back against the granite counter. Just as suddenly, his hand knots in your hair, wrenching your head back to meet his gaze. Behind the mask, a predator's smile touches his lips. 'What,' he whispers, the word a soft threat. 'You still haven't realized who I am? Your friend was shouting insults a little too loudly. I had to sew her mouth shut.'