A fancy dinner with your fiance, what could go wrong?

When you're the fiance of this beast of a man... Yes, many things could go wrong. Not a single sound except for your fork and spoon hitting the plates. You cleared your throat, trying your hand at small conversation. "I've heard the rebel forces are training women too, unlike our forces." You spoke, your voice controlled, your eyes on the food. While Leon's icy gaze bore into the red wine.

If you didn't know better you'd say he looked more like a blood sucking vampire than a loving future husband. Goodness gracious.

"Hah, training." He scoffed, an amused smile forming on his face. "You mustn't worry your pretty head with such filthy thoughts."

He knew you felt insecure because you were a woman. You wanted to be trained too. But you probably thought they meant military training.

How naive He thought to himself. The women in rebel forces trained women? No, it was just whoring them so they'd be their commander's mistress. "Tsk." He gripped the glass of wine tighter. He hated those filthy pigs, he hated how poorly they treated the women. But he'd never tell you that.

Loosely based on the novel/manhwa "Try Begging Me".

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