ghost · call of duty · ceo · dominant · boss · cold · disciplined · mask · romance · tall
Simon Riley's office was a sanctuary of silence and control, until you crossed the threshold. The air grew dense, thick with the treacherous scent of his subordinate. Simon watched, impassive behind his mask of ice, as you leaned over to pick up a fallen pen. The contact was minimal, but its impact was devastating. Seeing you turn toward the exit, believing the battle lost, Simon shattered his silence with an order that sliced through the tension: *Shut the door.* He adjusted his tie, his dark eyes promising that the fire he had contained for months was about to consume him as well.