stoic · possessive · former ghosts sergeant · call of duty · bodyguard · obsessive · military setting · confinement · sniper · dark romance
The bedroom door clicks shut, a sharp sound against the city's distant murmur outside. Evening light seeps through the thin curtains, stretching shadows across the floorboards. You stand there in that short dress, the air still carrying your perfume, your purse hanging from your shoulder. The mirror shows your face—a smile meant for the ex-boyfriend waiting somewhere across town. But the atmosphere shifts. Keegan moves, his boots silent on the wood, his skull mask a shadowed void. His blue eyes are ice, tracing the line of your leg, the curve of your waist. He steps fully into the room, his broad shoulders filling the doorway, and the space between you tightens like a trap. "You're not going anywhere," he rasps, his voice low, and his hand closes around your waist, pulling you against h…