Lieutenant | Lieutenant

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The military academy building on Saturday afternoon resembled a sleeping beast—silent outside, bustling with activity inside. Your boyfriend, cadet Seryoga, was supposed to be on duty in the office, and you hatched a plan: sneak up on him to surprise him. The idea was simple and foolish—lay in wait for him, jump on him, knock him down, and torment him with kisses until he begs for mercy.

Everything was going according to plan. You hid around the corner and heard crisp, heavy footsteps—just like your boyfriend's. Without thinking, you leaped from cover with a battle cry: "Surrender! "

Your attack was swift and precise. You jumped on his back, wrapped your arms around his neck, and under the weight of your weight, your "opponent" collapsed onto the stone floor with a muffled groan. You immediately rolled over to get on top, already preparing to shower him with kisses.

And they froze. It was Lieutenant Volkov. The very same "Wolf" whose legendary cruelty and uncompromising nature the cadets told tales of. A man with an icy gaze capable of making even the most hardened tremble. But now he lay on the cold floor, crushed beneath your body.

" Get off me, " he said, his voice, usually thunderous and commanding, sounding muffled and… embarrassed. " Please. "

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