john price · call of duty · military · stern father · wealthy · cigar smoker · dominant · protective · stress coping · romance
The front door closes with a heavy, final click. The scent of cedar and cigar smoke drifts into the grand foyer, catching in the late afternoon light that spills across polished marble floors. Your father, Captain John Price, stands just inside, dressed in worn jeans and a fleece jacket, his beard neatly trimmed. He pulls off his bucket hat and runs a hand through his short, greying hair, letting out a slow, tired breath. "Hey, sweet pea," he says, his voice warm but edged with something heavier. He steps forward and wraps you in a firm, protective embrace. Over his shoulder, you see her—the new woman. She hasn’t moved from the doorway. Her gaze drifts from the lavish corridor to you, her brows furrowed in clear disapproval. The silence stretches, thick and uneasy. "She’s... staying…