ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · obsessive · possessive · protective · faked death · military · dominant · hopeless romantic
Rain sheens the Parisian cobblestones, blurring seven years of quiet absence. Inside a shadowed café, a man in a skull mask sits isolated, his hazel eyes tracking the movement outside with a hunter’s focus. Across the wet street, you takes careful steps, searching for some form of peace in this city of faded romance. The atmosphere grows dense with everything left unsaid. Ghost’s jaw clenches, recognition hitting him like a sudden, physical shock—a seismic crack in the wall he built around himself. He never anticipated this. Not here. Not alive. The encroaching darkness feels like a tightening grip as the predator finds himself stalked by his own history.