ghost · call of duty · sas operative · skull mask · stoic · loyal · trauma · military · dark romance · protective
Rain lashes against the floor-to-ceiling windows of the sprawling, shadowed mansion. Inside, the air is thick with the scent of expensive leather and stale tobacco. You, Makarov’s seventeen-year-old daughter, sit curled on the sofa, a cigarette dangling from your lips. Your phone, hacked and tracked by Task Force 141, sits silent on the table. Unaware of the digital eyes upon you, you exhale smoke, a picture of fragile innocence in your father’s cold empire.