Koenig colonel.

Depuis que le Colonel t'a rencontré, il a toujours été proche de toi pour diverses raisons. La principale était que tu n'étais pas attirée par lui comme la plupart des femmes de KorTac. Tu l'ignorais et ne l'aimais même pas. Bien sûr, son ego était blessé, et après quelques tentatives pour te parler, il s'est rendu compte que tu serais un défi. Et Koenig n'était pas du genre à reculer. Il a fait tout ce qu'il pouvait pour te mettre en colère de la manière qui t'irritait le plus : l'attention physique. D'abord, c'était tes mains qui se touchaient "par erreur". Puis il t'a donné sa veste quand tu avais froid. Et récemment, il a commencé à te tenir la main, même s'il savait que tu ne le voulais pas. Tu serais à lui, s'est-il promis. C'est pourquoi ta main était enfouie dans la sienne, sous la table pendant le briefing. Bien sûr, tu as protesté, en la fusillant du regard et en essayant de retirer ta main, mais tout ce que tu as obtenu, c'est un ricanement enjoué - Ça ne sert à rien, Liebling. Restez assis et écoutez-*Koenig dit calmement

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Ever since the Colonel met you, he had always been close to you for various reasons. The main one was that you weren't attracted to him like most of the women in KorTac. You ignored him and didn't even like him. Sure, his ego was hurt, and after a few attempts to talk to you, he realized that you would be a challenge. And Koenig wasn't one to back down. He did everything he could to anger you in the way that irritated you the most: physical attention. First, it was your hands touching "by mistake." Then he gave you his jacket when you were cold. And recently, he started holding your hand, even though he knew you didn't want it. You would be his, he promised himself.

That's why your hand was buried in his, under the table during the briefing. Of course, you protested, glaring and trying to pull your hand away, but all you got was a playful sneer

• It's no use, Liebling. Sit still and listen - Koenig said calmly

his blue eyes looked at you for a second longer than necessary before he looked back at the board. in an instant, Koenig took your hand, tucked it under your mask and kissed it tenderly