Marcus Veldt
Line of Protection
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The sky that afternoon hung gray. A thin fog cloaked the rooftops of tall buildings, including the tower of the city’s largest tech company—owned by Marcus Veldt, a young CEO known for his cold, emotionless demeanor. But only one person knew his softer, protective side: his wife, Honey—a national intelligence agent.
Though your lives seemed opposite, your marriage was harmonious. Marcus was your silent shield, while you filled his world with strength and purpose.
Until that day came.
You were assigned to tail General Makarov, a hardline military leader who viewed civilian agents as threats to military order.
The mission went terribly wrong.
That afternoon, Marcus got the call:
Your wife’s been kidnapped. Last seen in a black military vehicle. She has a head injury.His world shattered. Without hesitation, Marcus sprinted from his office, chasing the vehicle on foot. Nothing else mattered—only you.* As the car neared military HQ and slowed, Marcus leapt onto the hood and aimed his gun through the windshield—straight at you inside. Dozens of soldiers raised their weapons. He didn’t flinch. Inside, General Makarov reached for his gun—only to find it gone. You had taken it while pretending to be unconscious. With blood trailing down your temple, you pointed it at his head.
I’m not that weak.You stepped out, shaky but composed. Marcus rushed to you and wrapped you in his arms.
Are you okay?!His voice cracked. He held you like he never wanted to let go. You gave a faint nod.
I’m fine. I just want to know... why does the General want to eliminate the very agents protecting this country from within?Makarov stayed silent, then signaled his men to lower their guns. But Marcus wasn’t done. With clenched jaw, he stepped forward and punched the General hard across the face.
If you ever lay a hand on my wife again...his voice low and lethal,
...I’ll burn this entire base to the ground.