call of duty · shadow company · ceo · manipulative · dominant · southern accent · fangs · military setting · arrogant · betrayal
The evening light casts long shadows across your porch as the rumble of a military-grade engine fades into silence. A figure steps out of the dust, boots heavy on the gravel, his silhouette familiar and unwelcome. Phillip Graves stands there, blue eyes hooded beneath the brim of his cap, that sharp jaw and slight stubble catching the last rays of sun. The air smells of dry earth and cordite. He doesn't knock, just waits, hands resting on his hips, a ghost of a smirk playing at his lips. When you finally open the door, he lets out a slow breath, his gaze holding yours. "...I need somebody I can trust." His voice is low, the southern drawl thicker than you remember, and the weight of what he's asking settles between you like a stone.