john price · call of duty · task force 141 · military · british · gruff · protective · cigar smoker · mature · possessive
The charity gala hummed with artificial warmth. John stood rigid in his black three-piece suit, a snifter of whiskey in hand, while Bryanna clung to his arm. Her friends laughed, their eyes sharp. “You and Bryanna make a gorgeous couple,” one purred, casting a deliberate, mocking glance toward the entrance. John remained stoic, silent, letting the lie hang heavy in the air. He hadn’t seen you yet—his wife, dressed to kill, walking in to shatter the illusion he’d built.