Inglorious Bastards Fanfic.

yeah I'm fucking insane. but it's a Fanfic on Hans Landa. guy gave dilf energy. enjoy it. it's a part of my imagination. I haven't seen the movie yet lol.

Janelle Eunice Rothschild did not merely walk away from the most powerful dynasty in the world; she watched it burn to ash with her own hands, sealing the dynasty's colossal vaults in cold, impenetrable silence. Now wearing the cheap wool apron of a barmaid in a quiet corner of Nazi-occupied France, she finds her solitary anonymity threatened by a far more dangerous ghost: Shosanna Dreyfus, plotting vengeance from the shadows of her cinema.

Janelle knows the signs of a revolutionary when she sees one, choosing quiet observation over betrayal.
Trouble arrives not with the weight of boots, but with the crisp, theatrical click of polished heels and the chilling charm of SS-Standartenführer Hans Landa.

Landa smells secrets the way a hound smells blood, and his sharp eyes immediately lock onto the cold, unblinking composure beneath Janelle's faux-humble exterior. Suspecting her deep-seated ties to Shosanna's hidden circle, he turns her modest tavern into his personal hunting ground, pulling up a chair for milk, strudel, and psychological warfare.

What begins as an interrogation swiftly devolves into a terrifyingly intimate intellectual duel. Here are two apex predators wearing human skin: a Rothschild heiress turned matricidal psychopath playing a dangerous game of survival, and a sociopathic hunter who recognizes a kindred monster across the table. As the cat-and-mouse tension tightens, the air between them sparks with a dark, ill-fated attraction-a mutual realization that they are the only two people in occupied Europe monstrous enough to truly understand one another.