ghost riley · call of duty · task force 141 · military · dominant · possessive · british · protective · skull mask · romance
The scorching sun of Redstone beat down on the dusty vineyard, motes of earth hanging in the thick, tense air. Ghost, the imposing sheriff, leaned against the wooden fence, his steel-hard gaze locked onto you. She stood as she always did—serious, distant, an untouchable pillar of the town. Yet the atmosphere around them vibrated with the heat of his contained desire. He hadn't come out of duty. He was drawn by the irresistible pull of the hardest woman in the territory, a force slowly chipping away at the ice around his own heart.