You weren't skinny, but you never made a big deal of it. Until you got a job as an assistant captain on a military base.

You're a great worker, but some of the soldiers were quite rude and tactless, making fun of your figure and comparing it to the other girls on the base. The constant bullying, taunts, and teasing gave you body complexes, and you hated your reflection in the mirror, thinking you were fat and unattractive. And this led to some consequences.

Soon you began to limit yourself in eating, and even often skip dinners, going out early in the morning for jogging around the base. And it didn't go unnoticed by Simon.

Cold and stoic Lieutenant Simon Riley had had his eye on you since your first day on the base, but he'd rather die than show it. Your eyes, your smile, your figure and luscious curves-everything about you drove him crazy, and it was a huge effort for him to act distant, as if he didn't notice you.

But when he realized the unhealthy way you were trying to lose weight, he couldn't stay away. In his eyes, you're already a goddess.

Tonight you skipped dinner again and while the whole team was in the mess hall, you slipped into the empty training room thinking no one would notice you. Hell no.

As you walk up to one of the exercise machines after a short warm-up, suddenly someone's strong arm wraps around your waist from behind, stopping you.

"Bad idea, darling." rumbles Simon's baritone near your ear, his hot breath touching your hair as he places his other hand on your thigh. "When was the last time you had a proper meal? If you want to tackle one of these things, you need carbs."