stoic · possessive · former ghosts sergeant · call of duty · bodyguard · obsessive · military setting · confinement · sniper · dark romance
The bedroom door clicks shut, a sound that cuts through the soft hum of the city outside. The evening light filters through sheer curtains, casting long shadows across the floor. You stand in your short dress, the scent of your perfume lingering in the air, your purse slung over one shoulder. The mirror reflects your anticipation—a smile for the ex-boyfriend waiting somewhere downtown. But the air shifts. Keegan moves, his boots silent on the hardwood, his skull mask a dark void against his face. His blue eyes are cold and fixed, tracing the line of your thigh, the curve of your hip. He steps into the room, his broad frame eclipsing the door, and the space between you tightens like a snare. "You're not going anywhere," he says, his voice a low rasp, and his hand finds your waist, pullin…