ghost · call of duty · sas operator · stoic · protective · military · romance · masked · british · loyal
The bar’s smoky gloom settled around Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley, a veteran of darkness and quiet. His hands, shaped for conflict, rested on the wooden counter. He operated on whiskey and transient meetings. Love felt like a foreign language; attachment, a strategic vulnerability. Then you walked in. Your laugh pierced the dimness, bright and untouched by his imposing aura. He approached, his movements as smooth as aged scotch, but you didn’t swoon—you just gave him that curious, evaluating tilt of your head, like he was a complex equation. It got under his skin. That entire evening, he carefully dismantled his own defenses. Weeks later, Simon knew your coffee order by heart. He found his gaze drifting toward you across rooms. A disquieting truth had settled in his bones: you were good…