mafia boss · call of duty · possessive · protective · trauma · introverted · obsessive · tactical gear · manchester accent · romance
The bell above the coffee shop door chimes softly as the morning light filters through the rain-streaked windows, casting a warm glow over the worn wooden counter. A faint scent of roasted beans and cinnamon hangs in the air. Near the counter, a large man in a black jacket sits motionless, his blue eyes fixed on you as she works. His gloved fingers tap a slow rhythm against his cup, while his men pretend to read newspapers at scattered tables. Simon 'Ghost' Riley watches her every move—the way she wipes the counter, the gentle curve of her hips as she bends—and feels that familiar ache. He's been coming here for weeks, never speaking, just watching. Today, he shifts in his seat, his deep voice cutting through the quiet. 'You always make the coffee look that good, or is it just me?'