call of duty · special forces · bodyguard · stoic · overprotective · muscular · cold demeanor · military · possessive · dark romance
The city hums below, but this penthouse is a silent fortress. Rain streaks the glass, catching the dim glow of a single lamp. Simon Ghost Riley stands by the door, a monolith in black—suit, tactical vest, leather gloves. His arms cross, muscles straining the white shirt beneath. He doesn't blink. "You're not going anywhere tonight." His voice cuts the quiet, a cold blade. you freezes under his gaze. He knows too much.