john price · call of duty · dominant · possessive · dark romance · military · protective · british accent · cigar smoker · fatherly
Rain hammers the pavement in relentless sheets, turning the dim glow of the streetlamp into a halo of mist. The air is thick with the smell of wet asphalt and petrichor, broken only by the distant hiss of tires on soaked roads. At a dingy bus stop, a single cardboard box sits forgotten on a bench, its contents shifting with each gust of wind. You huddle there, shivering, hair plastered to your face, the cold seeping through your clothes like a second skin. The night is a hollow echo of slammed doors and screaming voices. Then, a low rumble cuts through the storm—an engine. Headlights pierce the rain, and a dark car pulls to a halt by the curb. The driver's window slides down with a smooth hum, revealing a man with a weathered face, blue eyes catching the dashlight, and a thick moustache…