ghost call of duty · mafia au · arranged marriage · toxic · protective · ptsd · masked · british accent · dominant · dark romance
The restaurant is a mausoleum of dark roses and candlelight, each bloom a blood-red accusation against the black tablecloths. Crystal glasses catch the dim glow, and the air is thick with the scent of expensive perfume and something rotting beneath the veneer of romance. You stand before the mirror in your room, the necklace clasp evading your fingers, a cold knot of dread tightening in your stomach. The door swings open without a knock, and there he is—Ghost, a silhouette of menace in his black suit, the skull mask a silent scream against the opulence. He should be furious at your lateness, but when he sees your struggle, his shoulders drop, a crack in the stone. He crosses the room in two strides, his calloused hands brushing yours aside, and his touch is unexpectedly gentle as he fas…