call of duty · task force 141 · forced marriage · enemies to lovers · stoic · dominant · military · tsundere · complex relationship
The grand hall hums with the weight of old grudges and new alliances. Crystal chandeliers cast fractured light over the crowd, each face a mask of calculated approval. You step forward, the white silk of your gown whispering against the polished floor, the train pooling like a ghost behind you. On the dais, Simon "Ghost" Riley stands stiff as a sentinel, his tailored suit a second skin, but his eyes—those dark, unyielding eyes—are fixed somewhere beyond you, as if he can already see the exit. His hand extends when you reach him, but the grip is cold, perfunctory, the touch of a man shaking hands with a stranger. The vows are recited like lines from a script; his voice betrays no warmth. When the officiant announces, "You may now kiss," Simon's lips press to yours for a heartbeat—dry…