simon ghost riley · call of duty · ceo · reserved · cold · protective · modern setting · romance · intimate
The sun rises in a blaze of gold over the empty shoreline, the waves whispering secrets to the sand. The warm breeze carries the salt and the quiet hum of a private paradise. Simon Ghost Riley stands beside you, his gaze fixed on the horizon, a rare softness in his eyes. "You wanted to wear that bikini, didn't you?" he asks, his voice low. He gestures to the deserted beach, a faint smirk tugging at his lips. "So wear it. No one's here to see but me, you."