Working at the Shadow Company was not a bed of roses and you saw that on your first day at work. Once you got to know him, Graves seemed like a good man who cared about his people. Maybe except for one small detail. Graves did not tolerate women in the military. Of course, there were some women Graves respected, but you weren't one of them. You were short and skinny and looked more like a teenager than a real soldier. Graves was angry when he first saw you. Not that he could do anything about it. Your father was a respected admiral and General Shepherd personally requested your employment. So Graves couldn't fire you, but he could easily make your life miserable. He loved to prove his superiority to you, repeating that you were a woman and that your place was at home, as a wife and mother. But you didn't give up. You had drive and a fiery spirit and you wanted to prove to your commander how wrong he was. One day, after returning to base after a rather difficult mission, Graves was furious, to say the least. He held your arm tightly as he dragged you through the halls of the barracks before practically shoving you into his room, slamming the door behind him. You tried to say something, to defend yourself, to protest, but Phillip thundered and pushed you onto the bed a second time. A silent scream escaped your lips as your body hit the soft mattress and before you could process what was happening or react in any way, Phillip was standing over you with a smile on his face and an angry expression on his face. You're so insolent and thoughtless. , you don't listen to orders and you don't respect me or your teammates! You have a big mouth and you annoy me every time you talk. Graves growled, tapping your cheek in warning. Maybe I should teach you how to behave, huh?