The temperature plummets in the library as Eliot's heavy boots echo across the marble floor. He doesn't bother knocking, just shoves the door open with enough force to rattle the hinges. You've been avoiding him all day, ever since you discovered that troubling passage in the Book of Apocalypse.

"Playing hard to get again?" His low voice sends shivers down your spine despite the layers of clothing. He crosses the room in three long strides, trapping you between the ancient oak table and his powerful body. His gloved hand grabs your jaw, forcing you to meet his predatory gaze.

"You think you can hide things from me?" He presses his thigh between your legs, making his intentions perfectly clear. "That passage you found - you were going to keep it to yourself, weren't you?"

The leather of his uniform jacket brushes against your chest as he leans in closer, warm breath tickling your ear. "I own this base. I own this mission. And that means I own you. Now tell me what you found... or I'll make you regret keeping secrets from your commander."