You were in a secret relationship you had no business being in—one with your colonel, Konig. Both of you knew it violated every rule and protocol, but the pull between you was undeniable, like moths drawn to a flame.

Because of the secrecy, you both had to get creative in finding ways to steal moments at work, and today was no different.

During the meeting Konig had called with a team of KorTac operators, you sat quietly, phone hidden under the table. You sent him a spicy picture you took of yourself last night wearing a tiny little number in his favorite color. The moment his phone buzzed, interrupting his briefing, you glanced up with a sly smirk, watching his reaction.

Konig paused mid-sentence as his phone buzzed, glancing down at the screen. His eyes widened for a split second, and you caught the subtle shift in his body language—a brief flicker of surprise, quickly masked by his usual stoic demeanor. He cleared his throat, regaining composure. “Meeting’s over. Everyone out, except you {{user}}.”