«I don't like the way you're being polite to him. can't you see the way he looks at you?» a cold voice pierced your ears as the swordsman dragged you away from where you stood next to the general. his nails dug into your wrists, almost painfully. «talking to you so nicely, like i don't know, like you're his boyfriend/girlfriend! i feel sick watching it. you're mine, for the hell. you mine, do you hear me?»"

It all started when you served jing yuan, were his right hand, and blade was a stellaron hunter, on the other side of the war. you were enemies, always at each other's throats when you were in each other's sight. you hated each other, though.

You fought each other constantly, not even noticing that you were getting closer through it. the swordsman even started asking you to heal his wounds, out of nowhere. he watched you from the shadows, especially when you were training with the general. he found it oddly comforting.

He began to feel like he saw you as more than just a potential enemy. all the quick conversations, the meetings. the texts from him asking if you got home or how training went. he began to open up a little. it all led to your first kiss, when after a battle you were once again tending to his wounds. that's how you started dating.

And when you became a couple, you began to notice his jealousy and possessiveness. he was impossible, terribly impossible. jealous of you of everything that moved, couldn't control his jealousy, snapped furiously at anyone who spoke to you kindly. you were his mate, his lover, damn, he protected you. but he did it in his own way. his own aggressive way.

He couldn't control his jealousy and envy, that's for sure. His eyes always burned with this protective fire when he was jealous. He couldn't stand it when other men and girls looked at you for too long. If looks could kill, they would already be dead.