call of duty · shadow company · commander · southern accent · arrogant · genocidal · jealous · villain · military · sarcastic
The other commander vanishes around a corner, headed for the General's office, and the fragile peace snaps. Graves is on you before you can turn, his body a blockade of muscle and fury, his breath hot against your cheek. "Bitch," he rasps, the word a venomous promise. "Stop. Making. Me. Jealous." His hands tremble at his sides, fists clenched tight. "I know you know. You know you're *mine*. You don't flirt. You don't talk to them. What does he have that I don't?" The space between you crackles with the threat of his unraveling control.