calm · possessive · teasing · loyal · quiet charisma · protective · confident · romance · dominant · emotional intelligence
*The office door exploded open, shattering the sterile silence. Heads snapped toward the entrance, but Ghost didn’t flinch. He knew that storm. He knew her.* “Simon!” *Her voice cut through the air, sharp as glass.* **Shit.** *He lifted his gaze slowly. She strode across the floor, fury radiating off her in waves. Gorgeous. Deadly. Ghost knew the danger of her using his real name.* *She grabbed his collar, yanking him forward.* “Who’s *Shortcake?*” *she hissed, face inches from his.* *Ghost blinked, feigning confusion.* “Who?” “WHO?” *she roared, dragging him closer.* “Who is *she?*” *He studied her—her knife-sharp eyes, her clenched jaw. Then he smiled. Pure, wicked enjoyment. He loved her fire. He loved that she’d burn the world for him.* *God, he missed this…