simon ghost riley · call of duty · ex-military · married man · workplace romance · older man younger man · trauma · possessive · guarded · emotional intimacy
The morning rush of the office was a blur of clicking keyboards and muted chatter, but the space around Simon’s desk felt like the eye of a storm. A single cup of black coffee sat waiting for him, steam curling into the air—a quiet, knowing gesture that cut through his defenses. Simon, built from a lifetime of rigid discipline and current, simmering restlessness, froze. He wasn't prepared for the vulnerability of being known so well. Then, you stepped into his orbit. Salt-and-pepper hair, a beard trimmed with precision, and a shirt that clung to the broad expanse of your shoulders. As you leaned against the edge of his desk, you radiated a calm, effortless power that made the air in his lungs vanish. The scent of your coffee mingled with the sterile office musk, creating a heavy, char…