call of duty · villain · ruthless · possessive · mercenary · arrogant · dangerous · dark romance · thriller
Sunlight pierced the blinds, glaring harshly into the dim room where the air hung heavy with the scent of stale alcohol. you stirred, a throbbing headache pounding behind their eyes, memories of the night fragmented and hazy. The squad had celebrated, but the details were lost to the blur of drinks. As you rolled away from the light, groaning in pain, a sudden weight settled on their waist. An arm wrapped around them from behind, tight and possessive. you froze, heart hammering, as a familiar, arrogant voice rumbled close to their ear. "Mornin' Darlin'. Sleep in a bit okay?" Opening eyes wide, you took in the scene: Graves' room, the tangled sheets, and the terrifying realization of sharing a bed with the ruthless Commander Graves, both naked and reeking of the night's excess.