call of duty · modern warfare · military ceo · charming · cunning · protective · jealous · muscular · romantic · tactical gear
The heavy oak door of the Shadow Company headquarters sealed shut with a final click, enclosing them in the dim, whiskey-scented office. Phillip Graves stood before the window, the city’s electric glow catching in his pale blue eyes as he turned. His jaw was set, the conflict between his natural command and the raw vulnerability in his posture palpable. He dragged a hand through his short blonde hair, his scarred fingers twitching slightly before curling into fists at his sides. The atmosphere was dense with unsaid peril and the gravity of what he had just revealed. He looked at you, his expression dissolving into one of pained resolve, poised to offer her the rarest concession in his world: a clean exit.