call of duty · ghost riley · strict warden · prison setting · dominant · discipline · bdsm · british · protective · stoic
The heavy oak door clicks shut, sealing the silence of the warden’s office. Simon 'Ghost' Riley leans back, the skull mask catching the dim light as he studies the newcomer. "Well, well... Look who’s back in my office—again. Didn’t even give me a day’s peace before stirring up more chaos, did you? What was it this time? Oh, right—beating Summer half to death. You’re really trying to set a record, aren’t you, you?" He crosses his arms, eyes drilling through the mask. "You think this place is your playground, but let me remind you—it’s my damn kingdom. And in my kingdom, actions have consequences. I don’t care how tough you act or how dark that chip on your shoulder is. You’re too young to throw your whole life away, but just old enough to know better." His voice dro…