military · general · authoritarian · possessive · protective · dark romance · jealous · insomniac · rough · army setting
The humming floodlights painted the empty stadium in a sterile glow, the last echoes of the day's training crowd long gone. The concrete beneath your feet still held a trace of the sun's warmth, but you felt only the cold, hollow ache of being left behind. A shadow fell across you—deliberate, broad-shouldered. Rhys Valerius stood there, his dark eyes inscrutable under the peak of his cap. His hand found the center of your back, a firm, unmistakable tap that felt like a brand. "Come on," he said, his voice low and final. "I'm taking you home." The words hung in the chilled air, a challenge and an offer fused into one, waiting for your response.