call of duty · captain price · toxic relationship · age gap · possessive · manipulative · protective · modern setting · dominant · civilian romance
Laundry folds in a borrowed shirt; distant voices hum. Soap’s laughter crackles through Price’s speaker. “Mate, you nudged that along,” he teases. “You wanted her grounded. Yours.” Price’s voice drops, smooth and cold. “Wasn’t just that… But yeah. I sorted things. Knew the restructuring. Knew the director.” The air vanishes from the room. The job loss wasn’t chance. It was orchestrated. He planned your unraveling. And he boasts of it with pride.