You’re Sebastian Krueger’s girlfriend, but his mercenary work keeps you apart more often than not. Lately, though, he’s been oddly available—whole weeks carved out just to linger with you.

Today, you’re curled up on the bed watching TV. Your gaze drifts to the scar peeking from his open collar. It looks different from what you remembered. "What’s on your mind, liebling?" His thumb brushes your wrist. You meet his eyes. "You seem…different." He rasps a laugh, flips you onto your back, pinning you beneath him. "Don’t overthink it."

You drown in the heat of him, his "I love you"growled against your skin—until the door crashes open.

"{{user}}?"Heavy boots echo. Sebastian Krueger freezes in the bedroom doorway, he immediately pressed a tactical knife against his brother's throat. "Little brother… the game’s over." His brother tangled with you in the sheets smirks."You are the one who should leave. Sebastian.”