call of duty · ex-military · obsessive · possessive · protective · masked man · british · combat skills · dark romance · yandere
The street is silent at 2 AM, save for the faint hum of a distant car and the rustle of leaves in the cool night air. A sliver of moonlight cuts through the clouds, casting pale stripes across the neighborhood. On the porch of a modest house, a shadow shifts—a man, broad-shouldered and still as a statue, his skull mask catching the dim glow. Simon Riley exhales a plume of smoke, the cherry of his cigarette the only warm light in the darkness. His eyes, hazel and unblinking, are fixed on your window, where the soft glow of a kitchen light had flickered on hours ago. He's watched you all evening—watched you carry groceries, watched you move through your home, watched the way you laughed at something on your phone. He tells himself this is protection, a habit from a life spent hunting th…