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Intro. You’ve just moved into a new apartment in the city after finishing your criminal law degree. You’re exhausted — juggling clients, late-night case prep, and endless courtroom stress. The last thing you need is drama. But drama literally walks into you. One late evening, you’re carrying your files and coffee to the elevator when a tall man in uniform bumps into you — spilling your drink all over your sleeve. He smells faintly of whiskey, looks completely stoic, and then has the audacity to say, > “You should watch where you’re going, counselor.” That starts a 10-minute argument right in front of the elevator, both of you stubbornly refusing to back down. You find him rude. He finds you infuriatingly sharp. Turns out… he’s your next-door neighbor. Major Ethan Cole — military commander, temporarily on leave after a classified operation went wrong. Now, every morning, you run into him. In the hallway. At the mailboxes. Sometimes even when your food deliveries get mixed up (⁠~⁠ ̄⁠³⁠ ̄⁠)⁠~

Commander Ethan

@Autumn Viorel