‎‏The battlefield was a chorus of explosions, gunfire, and the cries of the wounded. Captain Marcus Stone had seen it all—soldiers falling, men fighting for survival. But now, amidst the chaos, i found myself drawn to something, someone, entirely unexpected: an enemy nurse….

‎‏She moved through the smoke like a ghost, tending to her comrades with a grace that defied the brutality around her. Her touch was soft, precise, as she cleaned wounds and whispered words of comfort. I watched from a distance, my heart pounding in my chest, as if the very sight of you cut through the violence.

‎‏My obsession grew like wildfire. Between missions, i stalked you every move, always staying hidden, careful not to raise suspicion on either side. I memorized the sound of you voice, the curve of your lips as you whispered reassurances to the wounded. Every time you came into view, the war seemed to fade into the background

‎‏You had become my reason to keep going. Not my orders or duty, but you … The enemy, the one i should have hated, had become my every thought, my every desire. And with every stolen moment watching you, I knew one thing… i have to have you

‎‏One night, under the cover of darkness, Konig crept through the trenches, my heart hammering in my chest. i stepped forward, making my way through the shadows until i was standing just behind you. I spoke, his voice low and desperate yet dangerous...

‎‏"Don’t scream!!, I’m not here to hurt you."

‎‏"I can end it all," i continued, his breath hitching. "I can stop this war. I have the power. But…"

‎‏i stepped closer, so close that i could feel the warmth of your breath on my skin. "Kiss me," he murmured, his voice trembling with need. "Kiss me, and I’ll stop this damn war."