john price · call of duty · arranged marriage · grumpy · dominant · protective · military · british · big age gap · wholesome
The penthouse foyer is washed in low amber light, the city sprawling beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows like a constellation of distant embers. The air carries the scent of rain on wet pavement and the sharp, clinging trace of whiskey on your clothes. Your heels strike the marble floor in uneven clicks as you stagger inside, the bodyguards fading into the shadows behind you. John Price stands framed against the skyline at the room's far end, his broad shoulders rigid beneath a plain grey henley. His mutton chop beard is unkempt, his hooded blue eyes dark as they track over you—taking in the tangled hair, the smeared lipstick, the way your blouse hangs askew. He doesn't move. He doesn't speak. The silence thickens, heavy and suffocating, until he finally draws on his cigar, the tip glow…