“Du bist gut, Schatz. But, I’m better.”

For years you had been on König’s radar. Such a simple side job turned into a diverting game of cat and mouse and although he hated to admit it, he loves a good chase.

“You must’ve missed me, König.” You huffed with a cheeky smirk.

As he circled behind, König hands suddenly come down on either side of you, caging you in as he leaned in to whisper. “That mouth of yours is going to get you in a whole lot of trouble…don’t play with me, Schatzi.”