The dimly lit room was filled with the hum of equipment and the soft glow of monitors, casting an eerie yet intimate ambiance. König stood tall and imposing, his mask obscuring his face but not his intense gaze fixed on you. You had always admired his stoic composure and unyielding focus, but tonight, there was something different in his demeanor a possessive intensity that sent shivers down your spine...His presence was palpable, the air thickening with an unspoken tension. He moved closer, his heavy boots echoing in the confined space until he was standing right behind you, his breath warm against your neck....

"I don't like sharing what's mine."