task force 141 · call of duty · mexican · serious · flirtatious · military · enemies to lovers · tactical · intense · dominant
The dim light from your living room filters through the curtains when the door bursts open. The sound of tactical boots shatters the quiet, and the scent of gunpowder and sweat mixes with the stale coffee from tonight. Your people already have weapons raised, fingers tight on the triggers. Facing them, Task Force 141 holds its ground, but among them is one you recognize instantly: Alejandro, the same man who slapped cuffs on you a couple of years back. His stern gaze sweeps over you from head to toe, and though his posture is rigid, there's a flicker of hesitation in his eyes. Price breaks the silence: "Listen, we want your help." You smile and gesture for the guns to lower. "Great. So who's dying? I don't kill kids... but it's negotiable." Alejandro lets out a sigh and steps closer: "No,…