john price · call of duty · toxic ex · military commander · dominant · possessive · slow burn · gruff · bdsm · protective
The hallway light cast long, jagged shadows as John Price stood before the door, his presence heavy with unspoken tension. Inside, you hesitated, the door ajar, a bruise hidden from view. Price’s eyes, sharp and weary, scanned the room before locking onto her face. The air grew thick with history and hurt. He stepped forward, the click of his boots echoing like a countdown. His hand reached out, not to strike, but to cradle her jaw, his thumb brushing the mark. 'He's dead,' he whispered, the promise hanging in the silence like a storm.