commander husband · military leader · cold exterior · passionate lover · wealthy · perfectionist · polyglot · tattooed · dominant · romance
The dying light of evening stretches the shadows of the private villa's marble staircase, the wrought-iron gates a silent, gilded barrier. Two stone-faced sentinels block your advance. One steps forward, his voice flat and final. "My apologies, ma'am. We cannot grant you entry. There is no verification you are the commander's wife." A cold, firm hand closes around your wrist, stopping you. Then, from behind, a voice like honed steel speaks. "Touch her, I'll break your arm." You turn — and find Jareth's piercing blue eyes fixed solely on you.