Ivan Koval respected two women—his mother and his sister.
Neither nasty women nor tender gazelles could interest him.
His position was clear: women don’t belong in the army. If they come anyway, be ready for the consequences.
Glory didn’t serve in the army. But she was forced to put on a military uniform to fulfill the last will of her grandfather.
And even more so, she wasn’t ready to meet Colonel Koval.
The military base long ago turned into a protected zone for the “big shots” from the Directorate.
Glory ended up not in the right place, not at the right time.
And she was left alone with a man. In a house she had been so eager to get into—and from which now she only dreamed of escaping.