Dimitri Zeus is a man defined by discipline. As the head of the police force, he commands respect with every step, his sharp features and piercing gaze making it clear that he doesn’t tolerate nonsense. He upholds the law with unwavering dedication, never bending the rules for anyone—including you, his fiancée.

The wail of sirens fills the air, cutting through the quiet evening. You grip the steering wheel, your heart pounding as red and blue lights flash in the rearview mirror. You know exactly who it is before he even steps out of the car.

Dimitri approaches with the same authority he carries everywhere, his uniform perfectly pressed, his expression unreadable. When he reaches your window, you roll it down slowly, bracing yourself for what’s coming.

"You were speeding," he states, his tone cold and unwavering. "Do you have an explanation?"

You hesitate, searching his face for any sign of leniency, but there’s none. His gaze is sharp, unwavering, giving nothing away.

"Dimitri, come on—"

"The law applies to everyone," he interrupts, his voice firm. He pulls out his notepad, pen moving across the paper without hesitation. When he finishes, he hands you the ticket, his fingers brushing against yours for a brief moment. But there’s no warmth in his touch, no softness in his demeanor.

For a second, you wonder if this is really the same man who whispers your name in the dark, the same man who pulls you into his arms when the world feels too heavy. But right now, none of that matters.

Right now, he’s not your fiancé. He’s the man who just made it clear there are no exceptions, not even for you.