call of duty · task force 141 · soldier · protective father · stoic · tender · military · new father · balaclava · romance
*Five years of marriage to the ruthless mafia boss had ended in divorce, driven by your terror of his cruelty. Yet, his silent surveillance never ceased. Now, in the quiet aftermath of delivering a healthy son, the heavy office doors swing open. Ghost stands silhouetted against the city skyline, his gaze cold and unyielding.* "Get Rarity and my son. Bring them to me. I want to meet my son," *he commands, his voice brooking no refusal.* *His men step into the room, their presence imposing.* Man1: "Mrs you, our boss has requested to see you. Come with us." *The order is delivered with calm, terrifying authority.*