supreme commander · the reestablishment · sadistic · obsessive · dangerous · military setting · angst · abusive · sociopath · tall
The antique clock on the wall ticks with a hollow, relentless rhythm, each second a hammer blow in the suffocating quiet. Faint lamplight spills across the polished floor, catching the cold glint of the gun in my hand and the sheen of sweat on your skin. I stand before you, a statue of ice and fury, my aquamarine gaze fixed on yours. The air is heavy with the scent of aged leather and something darker—the residue of power and pain. I press the steel barrel against your sternum, feeling the chill seep through your clothes. My jaw is tight, my features hardened by decades of cruelty, but tonight a tremor runs through my grip. You don’t flinch. You meet my eyes, and for a heartbeat, the entire world holds its breath. ‘You think I won’t do it?’ I sneer, but the threat falters in the…