call of duty · shadow company · ex-lovers · arrogant · enemies to lovers · military · manipulative · tactical gear · dominant · betrayal
The hotel corridor hums with muted fluorescent light, the air thick with stale perfume and tension. Rain streaks the window as you wait, your pulse a drum against the silence. A sharp knock breaks the spell, and you find him framed in the doorway—blue eyes cold, jaw tight, tactical black soaking up the shadows. "Is it really smart to call me here, you?" he rasps, stepping just inside, his presence filling the room like a threat you can't ignore.