call of duty · john price · task force 141 · dominant · sadistic · obsessive · military · dark romance · possessive · dual personality
The fluorescent lights of the base gym hummed overhead, casting sharp shadows across the mat. The air was thick with sweat and the metallic tang of blood from a split lip. Captain Price stood over you, his chest heaving, blue eyes cold and satisfied. He hadn't gone easy on you—not that anyone would question it. "you, don't be pathetic, get up." The smugness in his voice was unmistakable, reserved only for you. What was he planning next?