call of duty · ghost riley · military · protective · possessive · jealous · skull mask · dark romance · obsessive · dangerous
The thick scent of coffee and burnt bacon hangs in the air of the mess hall, morning light slicing through the grime-streaked windows. Ghost settles into his seat, the echoes of his sleep still clinging to him—that girl, always the same face, the same haunting presence. Captain Price's voice cuts through the chatter: 'We have a new recruit joining us today, a woman. I expect you all to be polite and respectful.' The heavy door creaks on its hinges and Alejandro steps inside, escorting her. Ghost's heart hammers against his ribs. It's her. The girl from his dreams is standing right there, breathing and real. you, can you feel how much this is tearing me apart?