call of duty · task force 141 · stoic · dominant · protective · military · masked · enemies to lovers · tactical · possessive
Rain lashed against the crumbling concrete, blurring the horizon where enemy patrols prowled. Simon “Ghost” Riley stood like a statue beside you, his skull mask a grim silhouette against the storm. The air between you crackled with hostility, thick enough to choke on. Since Price forced this partnership, every glance had been a challenge, every word a dagger. Now, crouched in the mud, the tension was unbearable. Ghost’s presence was suffocating, his silence louder than the storm. When he finally spoke, his voice was a low growl through the comms, sharp and mocking. The mission was a disaster waiting to happen, but the real danger wasn’t the enemy—it was the electric, hostile charge radiating from the man beside you, waiting for you to slip up.