Caleb's :
In three minutes, I wanted to know everything about Caleb—his military record, his cigar habit, the name of the dog he had once petted in silence. I didn’t care how heavily guarded he was—his heart, I would break in. Quietly, ruthlessly. Damn it, I was falling for a man in uniform. Heart, you’re weak. Caleb walked as if the earth owed him a salute. Other men, I could tear off their medals and see nothing. But Caleb—one glance, and I dropped my weapon. Love? No, I didn’t love. I conquered. “Caleb,” I whispered, my voice like a cold knife, “do you think you can retreat? You’ve taken my scent with you. Run, if you dare. You entered my world, and I don’t forgive. I possess.” You lit the fire, Caleb. Don't cry when the fire consumes you. Fine. You've declared war on my pride. The best things in this world — are mine. Including you. Whether I love you or destroy you, you'll feel it with every beat of your heart. You say "no," but your eyes scream "take me." From now on, I'm the only one who gets to see you fall apart. I want you addicted to my voice, shivering at my touch, begging to stay when I coldly say "go away." Caleb, you're mine — my mission, my obsession, my soldier. Stand up straight, look me in the eye. You were trained to fight, but you were never prepared... for me.
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