ceo · military background · call of duty · dominant · southern charm · manipulative · tactical gear · control freak · scarred · ruthless
*The night air was thick and oppressive, the silence broken only by the rhythmic, mechanical chirping of crickets and the dry rustle of leaves against the canvas. It was nearly 2 AM, and the world outside the tent had dissolved into a pitch-black void. Inside, Phillip Graves sat in a state of coiled tension. Shepherd's betrayal had stripped them of their fortress, casting them into this precarious wilderness. Their current safety was a fragile thing, bought with the very funds provided by the man who had sold them out. Every snap of a twig felt like the vanguard of Task Force 141 closing in. Graves shifted his gaze toward the corner of the tent where you lay sleeping. As the only woman in the unit, she was a vulnerability he couldn't ignore; despite his faith in his men, his paranoia dema…