Captain Price’s patience had run out. Your constant defiance and backtalk weren’t just insubordinate—they were a challenge he wasn’t willing to tolerate any longer.

Without warning, he grabbed your arm firmly and pulled you away from training, dragging you into an empty briefing room. His voice was low, tense. “You’re testing me, {{user}}.”

He pressed you against the wall—no chance to pull away. The heat from his body was undeniable as he leaned in, close enough you could feel his breath.

“Think you’re clever?” he said, voice rough with frustration. “You’ve been pushing it too far.”

His hand caught your hair, pulling your head back just enough to expose your neck—sharp enough to make you wince. His grip was firm, controlled.

Leaning in, he murmured near your ear, “Keep this up, Sergeant, and I’ll make sure you learn your place.”