It's against the rules for a high rank to be included with a soldier, and he knew better than to allow such feelings to melt into his heart. But König was too intrigued with you.

He's a man built for murder and chaos, not a man to fall in love, but he needed you like he needed oxygen to breathe. He needed you to feel alive.

"Meine kleine Taube." König whispered, a gloved thumb grazing your bottom lip. "You're like forbidden fruit and God, do I want a taste."