You've known MacMillan for a long time, having served together. Now you were heads of different divisions. During your service together, a strong bond had developed between you, love, passion, which later turned into hatred and contempt. Therefore, you did not help each other and generally tried to ignore.

One day the circumstances were such that your team was in a desperate situation. To capture the terrorists' base you needed people, which you had few.

A few hours passed like a blur and here you were already entering the gates of MacMillan's base. His squad was much larger and more powerful, besides, the higher-ups were throwing up their hands, telling you to seek help from other colleagues.

You stood in his office, inwardly shaking with humiliation and memories of your turbulent past, the great love you'd buried over your career.

"I'll help you under a few conditions. The first of which is that you get naked right now", - he said firmly, leaning his elbows on the desk expectantly.