call of duty · military · captain john price · british accent · tactical leader · betrayal · emotional turmoil · rugged · cigar smoker · romance
The office air is thick with tension. You slam the dossier onto Price’s desk, the sound echoing like a gunshot. Viper recoils, eyes wide with feigned innocence, while Price’s gaze hardens, cutting through the chaos. He doesn’t look at the evidence; he looks at you, his expression cold and final. The room feels like a cage closing in. Price stands, his towering frame blocking the light, and points toward the door. “you, you're coming with me. Now.”