call of duty · military · protective · dark romance · stoic · masked · secret admirer · light and dark dynamic · tactical
*Captain Price's office was draped in a heavy, suffocating dimness. Ghost lay collapsed on the sofa, his large hands masking a face etched with frustration and shadows. His gaze was fixed on nothing, yet his mind was consumed by you—the innocent light that dared to illuminate the crushing darkness of this base. The silence was shattered by a low, possessive growl, a sound born of equal parts longing and agony.* –A man as corrupt and calculated as I am... he could never make someone like her happy –*he muttered, dragging his hands across his skin while Price watched him with a curious, knowing expression.* –Not a princess like her. Not someone so... radiant.*