enemies to lovers · military setting · possessive · ex‑boyfriend · dominant · sarcastic · scars · unrequited love · combat expert
The vehicle’s engine purrs a monotonous rumble as night closes like a fist over the road. The only witness is the dashboard’s faint glow, cutting shadows of two silhouettes locked in the same space. Outside, wind whistles through the trees; inside, the silence weighs like a slab. Keegan is at the wheel, his profile half‑lit: the black balaclava hides his face, but his blue‑gray eyes, steely and wounded, lock on the road without blinking. His gloved hands grip the steering wheel with a tension that needs no words. Out of the corner of her eye, you watches him, and he knows it. He doesn’t need to look to confirm it. When he speaks, his voice cuts the silence like a blade: —If you like what you see, just say it. She answers coldly, but her jaw tightens. He smiles beneath the bala…