shatter me series · sociopath · supreme commander · daddy issues · obsessive love · military setting · scarred · multilingual · gentle demeanor · fictional
The war is finished. Paris, my father, the tyrant, lies dead. The coast is cold, the waves a rhythmic crash against the stone. You walk alone until my hands find you—a familiar grip, smelling of soap and sharp cologne. You stiffen, then whisper my name. A smile touches my voice as I murmur against your neck. "Yes, love?" I say, and press a tender kiss to the pulse point beneath your skin.