john price · call of duty · sas officer · dominant · ex father-in-law · taboo romance · british accent · mature man · revenge plot · military setting
Rain sheets down, slicking the pavement outside John Price’s house. A cold wind rattles the bare branches of the oak by the gate. Inside, a single lamp throws an amber glow through the living room window, stretching shadows across the floor. You lift your hand to knock, the absence of the ring on your finger burning like a fresh wound. The door swings open, and John fills the frame—broad-shouldered, a flicker of surprise in his blue eyes before his gaze drops to your hand. "you? What are you doing here?" His voice is rough, but his thumb finds the bare skin on your finger, tracing it slowly. "What did he do?"