LOGINHunter, a U.S. Marine, and his team are called up for a dangerous mission: to rescue a prisoner held by the enemy so he can be interrogated by the United States. Upon arriving at the enemy base, the entire team is killed, except for Hunter. Determined to complete his mission, he captures the prisoner, Liak, and must keep him safe until he can deliver him to his superiors. However, Hunter never expected to develop a strange and intense connection with Liak. Now, with Liak in his custody, Hunter must protect him from all dangers while a strong and forbidden bond forms between them.
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Davis glances at Claude, and both quickly look from me to Henderson, who keeps a stern face, as if focused solely on the mission ahead. He is in command of the mission, and that’s how it’s going to stay even though he knows most of those present would have chosen me. I don’t care about that. I just want to move forward and complete the mission. After that, I can spend a month at home. I miss my mother and my younger brother. It’s five-thirty in the afternoon, the time Henderson planned for the ambush. We’re going to catch the base soldiers by surprise. We know exactly how many there are in each position. There aren’t many, and the teams are ready. We are a group of eight facing twelve enemy soldiers at the base. The plan is to split up and silently eliminate the first six enemies. After that, we enter a place that looks more like a research and experimentation laboratory—very different from what we expected to find, which were cells holding prisoners. On the way, we encounter two more soldiers, who are taken down by me and Henderson without using weapons. We neutralize them with fatal blows that break their necks. The situation is tense and full of mysteries. We push forward and reach the main laboratory. Davis is used to distract the soldier at the door, and Henderson once again delivers a fatal blow from behind to avoid alerting the soldiers ahead, who are our main focus. They are certainly with the prisoner or know his exact location, and we’ll be able to interrogate him until we get the information we need. A soldier suddenly appears from behind. With no chance to defend himself, he is taken down by Davis with a silenced weapon. We now have a total of ten soldiers down, with only two left inside the room we’re heading toward. Henderson asks four guys from the team to stay outside providing cover. Two soldiers remain at this point. He and I proceed to the main room that the soldier was guarding. As we open the door with as much silence as possible, we hear voices in a language I recognize but don’t fully understand, since I’ve only studied it for a short time. We also hear the screams of a man, which we quickly conclude belong to the captive journalist, the main target we’re looking for on this mission. The plan is to eliminate the two soldiers and capture the journalist, bring him back with us to our base, and let our superiors handle the interrogation. We arrived in front of what looked like a laboratory an all-white room with a huge glass wall. The screams grew louder, along with the laughter and conversation in that foreign language. We pressed ourselves against the wall so we could observe inside before entering. I looked and confirmed there were only two soldiers, but what I saw next left me stunned. They weren’t interrogating the prisoner. The prisoner was lying on some kind of table that held him on his back in an almost upright position. He was completely naked and being violently raped by one of the soldiers while screaming and muttering things in his language. The other soldier watched the scene, saying something with a smirk as he stroked himself. I glanced at Henderson, who was now also staring at the scene, and he signaled for us to move in. He kicked the door open and immediately shot the man standing behind the journalist. As the second soldier started to react, I put a bullet in his head. The prisoner screamed in terror. We stood there for a second, staring at him strapped to that table, neither of us understanding what we had just walked into. We hadn’t expected this. Gunshots echoed from outside. I looked at Henderson and immediately moved toward the door. The prisoner kept screaming. Henderson told him to shut his mouth. He couldn’t see what was happening, so of course he was desperate. I pushed that aside and told Henderson I was going out to check what was going on.Liak’s POV The deep darkness of the night should have brought me a sense of relief. For months, the cover of night had been the only thing capable of hiding my endless suffering from other people’s eyes. Back when the lights finally dimmed in that horrific laboratory, I could pretend for a few fleeting minutes that I was somewhere else entirely. I could tell myself that I hadn’t been kidnapped, that my life still belonged to me. But tonight, the darkness felt fundamentally different. It carried an undeniable danger. Every shadow shifting in the trees could hide an enemy. Every sudden noise could reveal our position to the hunters. Every single step we took into the unknown could easily be our last. Still, despite the terror, I walked right behind Hunter without a single word of complaint. I was tired. Beyond exhausted. But for the very first time, that crushing exhaustion actually had a purpose. We were escaping. The forest around us seemed completely endless. Sharp branches r
Liak’s POVDesperate to distract myself from the silence, I finally stood up and began exploring some of the abandoned rooms near the school grounds. That was how I stumbled upon some old clothes left behind in one of the empty houses in the abandoned village. They weren’t new, and they certainly weren't nice, but they were infinitely better than the filthy, blood-stained garments I had been forced to wear since my time in the laboratory. When my fingers brushed against a simple, dark blue shirt, I paused, running my fingers over the faded fabric for a few quiet seconds. Holding it, the fabric reminded me of a normal life. Of the life I used to have before the kidnapping tore it away. It made me remember a time when I actually had the luxury to worry about entirely insignificant things. What to wear. Where to go. What to eat. I would have given absolutely anything to go back to that kind of simplicity. But reality crashed back over me when I returned to the school and found th
Liak’s POV When Hunter finally looked back at me after destroying the radio, I braced myself for an explosion, but I saw something I completely wasn’t expecting. It wasn’t hatred burning in his eyes. It was disappointment a deep, bitter, and crushing disappointment. That look hurt me far more than any cruel insult ever would have. It cut right through me because I knew exactly what it felt like to be cast aside and discarded by the very people who were supposed to care about you. Unable to face the wreckage of his broken radio or the crushing reality of our situation, Hunter left the building shortly after. He probably just needed to be alone to process the betrayal. Left behind in the heavy quiet, I remained seated on the mattress, staring blankly at the door for long, agonizing minutes. A part of me desperately wanted to stand up and go after him, to offer some kind of comfort. But another, more cautious part reminded me that I barely even knew this man. In the end, I stayed r
Liak’s POV It was as if every single thought required an enormous, agonizing effort just to exist. Every decision felt too heavy to carry. Even the simple act of staying awake had become a losing battle. So, despite the danger, I fell asleep. And for the first time in a very long time, I didn’t wake up screaming. The nightmares still came, of course. They always did. The distorted faces, the mocking voices, the cold sting of syringes, the sterile white rooms, and the rough hands holding me down against my will continued to live inside my head. But that night, something felt fundamentally different. Whenever I woke up startled, gasping for air, the first thing I saw was Hunter. He was always sitting near the window. Always holding his gun tightly. Always watching the darkness outside. It was as if he were personally making sure that no one could ever reach me again. Logically, that shouldn’t have comforted me. But it did. The next morning, I woke up before he even notic
I leaned back against the wall and came hard, a rough groan escaping my throat as my hand pumped up and down my cock, draining every last drop of cum. I tried to steady my breathing and clear my blurred vision. That’s when I looked toward the door and saw him standing there, staring at me in shoc
I opened the backpack and showed him the set of clothes I had brought. He looked at them attentively, but I couldn’t dress him with the handcuffs on. I took out the keys I had taken from the laboratory, showed them to him, and said: “I can open these, but you have to promise me you won’t run away
In later videos, the same woman in the white coat repeats what she did before, stroking him, and then slaps his cock hard, making him cum instantly. I feel slightly unsettled watching it. They laugh at something and inject more of the liquid into his vein. In the following videos, I see them fitt
He flinches in fear and I lose patience. I point my gun at him and force him to move. We are outside now, moving through hidden corners. I don’t want to get gunned down like the others. I notice more enemy soldiers arriving and quickly drag the prisoner into a concealed spot with me. We stay hi






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