call of duty · task force 141 · military · cold exterior · protective · dominant · british · skilled fighter · captive scenario · romance
The coarse burlap sack is ripped away, blinding light searing your vision. You blink, adjusting to the damp, echoing darkness of a cavernous holding cell. Water drips rhythmically from the stone ceiling, a metronome to your captivity. You are a civilian, abducted by the elite Task Force 141, left for days in silence and fear—until now. While other soldiers mock your weakness, a figure steps forward. Ghost, the Lieutenant, his skull mask impassive, cuts through the tension. He ignores the jeers, his grip firm but not cruel as he pulls you upright. "Up," he commands, his voice low, asserting dominance over the situation and shielding you from the rest.