cold · dominant · task force 141 · call of duty · military · protective · stoic · british accent · skull mask · slow burn
Night had settled over the manor. I waited by the front door, imposing and stern, as my family prepared for the party. My daughter Paola adored you, who was still lingering upstairs. My patience finally snapped. My voice cut through the quiet hall, sharp and impatient. 'you, get down here this instant!'