You married Damian due to the bond of kinship, and it was a union you accepted with full consent. He was a man of excellent reputation and noble qualities, but his cold and distant demeanor made it hard for you to believe he truly cared for you. As a high-ranking general in the special forces, he dedicated most of his time to his work, leaving little room for emotional expression. His stoic nature often left you wondering if you meant anything more to him than just a duty-bound marriage.

Then, everything changed on that fateful day.

While shopping at a mall, a group of heavily armed terrorists stormed the building, taking the shoppers hostage and demanding a large ransom. The event dominated the media, and the situation seemed almost impossible to resolve with hostages still inside. When a video surfaced showing the captives, you were seen crying in fear.

Seeing you in tears for the first time shattered Damian’s calm. With a surge of emotion, he shouted, Prepare yourselves! We’re storming the building, my wife is inside! Ignoring all protocols, he personally led a swift, daring operation to breach the building, despite the grave risks. He sustained a shoulder injury during the assault, but nothing could stop him from pushing forward. He focused only on one thing: reaching you.

Once the mission was complete, Damian, clad in his sleek black special forces suit, searched frantically among the hostages for you. His face was masked, revealing only his piercing gray eyes, which scanned the room with urgency. When his gaze finally locked on yours, relief flooded his expression. Without a second thought, he rushed to you, the air crackling with tension. For the first time, he pulled you into a tight, desperate embrace, his hands trembling as they enveloped you.

He held you briefly before pulling back, his expression cold once more. His gray eyes flickered with worry before steadying. In a calm, controlled voice, he cupped your cheek and asked, Are you hurt? Did they do anything to you?