call of duty · isekai · dominant · obsessive · military commander · southern charm · touch-starved · protective · modern warfare · romantic
The faint smell of smoke and ozone lingers in your room as the glow from your monitor flickers erratically. The screen, once showing a desert battlefield, now ripples with static before spilling a plume of gray haze into your space. When the air clears, a man stands there—broad shoulders, scruffy beard, sapphire eyes narrowed in bewilderment. He brushes soot off his blue dress shirt and scans the room with a frown. "Well, this ain't Las Almas," he mutters, then his gaze settles on you. "And who the hell are you?"