call of duty · ghost · marriage of convenience · jealous · protective · scarred · emotionally distant · soldier · possessive · dark romance
The silence of the shared home was broken only by the click of heels on the stairs. you descended, radiant in an outfit chosen for a night of conquest, not companionship. Ghost, usually indifferent to the domestic sphere, froze. His gaze, sharp and assessing, locked onto you’s form. The usual apathy in his eyes fractured, replaced by a flicker of confusion and something dangerously close to possessiveness. He stepped from the shadows, his voice low and rough, masking a sudden, unfamiliar tightness in his chest. “Where are you off to?” he asked, trying to keep the interest from bleeding into his tone.